From the Commentaries of Metatron, Scribe of the Elohim

When the Grigori came down to Da'ath, they did not fall; they leapt. They taught the children of men the crafting of metal and the tracking of stars, and they found them pleasing. From their unions sprang the eight species—Elves, Dwarvens, Humans, Nymphs, Orcs, Satyrs, and Trolls—each a vessel for the Spark.

But from these unions also sprang a schism. For the Grigori brought with them knowledge of two powers: the white egregore of the light, and the black egregore of the Qlipoth. And they taught their children to wield both.

Now the realms are divided. The Alliance of Light stands against the League of Darkness, and between them lies the world of Assiah, where every soul must choose its path. The following tales are not of the great wars or the mighty archons. They are the stories of those who walked to the edge of the abyss... and met the darkness there.

Let the scribe record: In the seven thousandth year since the Berashith, these things came to pass.