[ WP ] A tattoo of earth suddenly appears on every living thing on earth . A rival planet declares war on earth and a voice is heard from the ground `` you have lived on me for a long time , now fight for your home '' .

I woke up sunlight like daggers being rammed into my eyes. The meds and alcohol had worn off. `` Damn it.'' I cursed as I rolled out of bed fumbling at my ash tray for the half smoked the cigarette. Lighting it I felt like a few cups of strong coffee. And some uppers and I would be ready to start my day. I opened my door from my bedroom. To see three burly men. 
 There was that crystalline moment that always happens in these what the fuck moments. Then they reached for guns tucked in shoulder rigs. I hit the deck, now when most people find strange men trying to shoot them in their living room. That would be a moment that makes one question their life decisions. For me, it's an average day at the office. 
 That's when things got strange. My hands felt like they had caught fire. as ancient symbols appeared tattooed on the backs of my hands. The adrenaline in my veins must have acted strangely with whatever happened. 
 As stone ranging from cement to the rocks out of my potted plants slammed into my skin. Things went hazy there for a bit. But I heard The Voice say Fight... So I did and I have for a few years now. Blood on stones. Blue blood, Black Icore. And this was just the starting moves of this war. 
 My name is Micky Whild welcome to hell. 
 
 Michael Mickulla.
