If reality was a bird, would you shoot it? (WIP)

The three drained “savouries” of this world, or as told they are by the whispers of bygone era decide to go on vacation in Seville, little did they know that this might be their last.. not their last as in the finality of death, last as in a birth of a new them. Even if they didn’t consent to it, their minds and actions did.

Are the hero’s the only ones going through this? I will leave that to you to figure out.