Jurassic Collection
The Jurassic. Hurled from the flames of the previous age. A world of fire,
housing creatures so big that every step they take shakes the very ground they
walk on. Lush greens and warm air make it a greenhouse of terror, with the
sound of hunting reptiles never far behind.
This inhospitable land doesn’t breed soft things. It breeds cold-blooded beasts
with thick-scaled hides and slitted eyes. Predators who are constantly prowling,
ferocious killers looking for their next victim.
Every waking hour spent lurking, waiting, and ready to pounce.
It is this wretched world that breeds the dinosaur. Where even the very Earth
moves to swallow them whole. Only one rule will keep them alive: To kill or be
killed.
What surprise our reptilians must have had, when the last noise they heard did
not come from below their claws, but instead, from a meteorite the size of the
moon, cutting through the burning sky.
In this inferno of heat and primordial rage. A single portal appears. Quiet and
cool, a promise of peace. Anything is better than the all-consuming rage of the
meteor. Only five creatures reach the gate.
Their hearts carrying the rage of the Jurassic.
