A world of war and destruction, all the living beings around were dropping like flies. Cheery and bubbly, the last of her kind was one strong woman. Despite her past of being put down and ill-treated, she still had lot of love for her kind. Aramy was an odd one. Born defective, she had too much love and not enough killing intent for the humans. No one could figure out what's wrong with her - soon she became the outcast. Secretly, quietly, she would sneak out of her city to explore, meeting humans and making friends with them along the way. This was all good, until a border patrol guard caught her. It further cemented her reputation as the odd one, the outcast, the misfit. Then everything fell in one go. The war had started. Gone with the death of the human king was the treaty that kept the two races at peace. Now it was time for one to dominate all. For good. There had been times where one race ruled over the other but never the total annihilation of one. The target of the