There exists a fold between our world in the next. It is a place where the real meets the imaginary. A start and end-point of all possibilities in our reality. A nexus of all energies. It is the source of life.
Something sinister is prying open the crease between universes, feverishly gnawing away at the life-blood of existence.
This universe craves balance. For every monstrous beast that bangs at the gate of existence exists a champion to guard the door. The attack on our universe has caught the eyes of our watchful protectors. Their worlds have heard our call.
The Gargoyles have awoken.