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by DragonDunc on Wed Jul 26, 2017 10:53 am
For thousands of years, humanity’s imagination has been captivated by tall tales of great fierce beasts, mystical creatures, supernatural beings and legends, and far-flung lands. These stories told of adventure, romance, but also great danger. It’s a good thing they weren’t real, huh?
We-ell, as it turns out, some stories have a funny way of getting around the laws of reality. As long as history remembers, civilisation has been sharing its world with, and battling with, the very beings and creatures it had imagined. Dragons, griffins, possessed umbrellas - you name it. Somehow, they would find a way to break out of human imagination and into reality. How this worked was anyone’s guess, but, as you would expect, it led to some…unfortunate results. Ecosystems out of whack, villages raided on a regular basis, entirely new species hunted to the brink of extinction. Something had to be done.
And so, the council of myth was formed. Their job was simple - keep humanity and monsters from tearing each other apart. With the exception of humanlike ‘beings’, of course, who attempted to fit into society.
Ever since, the world has been free from monsters. Of course, they pop up from time to time, what with urban legends, and stories of cryptids and visitors. But the now renamed department of myth-control always makes sure to capture, preserve, and transport them away. Where, you’re probably wondering?
Well, you see, humanity also managed to imagine up some forms of magic - how these work is now lost, but a number of ancient pocket dimensions are owned by people who are aware of these phenomena. In particular, Heimsen co., a sort of transdimensional real estate agents. How the dimensions were made is as much a mystery as the rest, but accessing them is simple for those who have been given permission. So, the department has been renting these dimensions for monsters to live in peacefully.
Only problem is, they have no source of income whatsoever. And their coffers, so to speak, are running dry.
If they run out of money to rent the dimensions, a whole horde of monsters will be unleashed on the world. Not good. That’s where Moss Zoo comes in - Cedric Moss, the heir to the Moss estate, located inside a small pocket dimension of its own, has been a longstanding member of the department. He has decided to build the old, practically unused land into the Zoo, to make humanity aware of monsters and hopefully raise enough support to keep up conservation efforts - and maybe not be forced to let loose thousands upon thousands of terrifying dangerous creatures on the world. That would also be good.
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