A flash of light

A flash of light. That’s all it took for humanity to crumble. A simple flash of light. It wasn’t even nuclear or from some warring country that was trying to prove its military prowess. It wasn’t even a meteor or a solar flare. It was really just a flash of light, that blinded the wrong person, who then accused a country, and then got their buddies together to start a war. But this wasn’t like any war the world had had before.

Before, the magick was hidden, everyone believed magick to be the product of genius scientists, but no, they were actually magicians, or warlocks, or witches, or whatever you want to call them. And they quickly became the superstars of our world. The superheroes from comics come to life.

Up until the flash they kept us safe, even teaching magick in most schools in industrialized countries. I guess that’s where the problems started. Maybe if teaching magick had been a global endeavor we would have been able to train the tribal groups of rural areas how to use the magick safely and wisely.

It wasn’t an assassination, or a threat, it was a kid stretching his magick, but that threat was enough that Warlock shut everything down. When I say everything, I mean everything. The entire planet was in complete blackness for 4 days straight – no sun, no moon, no stars, nothing.

In those four short days, humans allowed their true selves to be seen, and it was horrendous. After the four days, we had lost 30% of the population. It didn’t matter where they were from, their age, or even if they didn’t know magick, it was essentially four days of the purge, and it was the bloodiest 84 hours the planet had ever seen. The bodies haven’t even been buried. You can still see skeletal remains scattered literally everywhere.

And that’s where my job comes in. No, I’m not a skeleton removal person. I’m a Magick Marshall, and I hunt unsanctioned magick users.