By 2025, humanity had become a master of its world, technological marvels, global peace treaties, and dreams of colonizing other planets. But on December 31st, as fireworks lit the skies in celebration, the world ended.
They came without warning. Monstrous beings twisted amalgamations of flesh, bone, and nightmares ripped open the fabric of reality. Towering horrors, with seething maws and too many limbs descended upon cities.
Beings so grotesque and malformed they defied biology and sanity. Some crawled like massive centipedes made of skulls and flesh, their mandibles dripping acid that burned through steel. Others towered over skyscrapers, with eyes like molten gold and mouths that stretched from jaw to stomach. Some could twist human minds into insanity with a single whisper, BUT they didn't just kill, they butchered or they consumed. Skyscrapers crumbled beneath their roars.
Blood ran through the streets as the creatures hunted without mercy, their claws tearing through tanks like paper, their screeches shattering sanity itself. Within hours, cities turned into slaughterhouses. Entire populations were dismembered, devoured, or simply vanished. Soldiers fought bravely... bullets, tanks, even nukes. Nothing worked. Their blood did not spill. Their bodies regenerated faster than anything mankind could inflict. The Nuclear retaliation only fed their fury.
In a matter of weeks, eight billion voices were reduced to scattered screams in the dark. The monsters evolved, learned, and grew hungrier. Governments collapsed. Satellites went silent. The internet died.
Humanity became prey.
By March of 2026, 96% of the global population had been wiped out.
But just when extinction seemed certain, when the last candles of hope flickered, something Awakened within the survivors. In 2027, a new kind of human emerged. Powers sparked within them, born from desperation, rage, and some unknown force.
A girl erupted in flame and incinerated a beast ten times her size. A boy crushed a creature's skull with a single scream. Some could bend fire, some moved with impossible speed, others shattered monsters with a touch. Powers born of desperation, fear, and fury, and they continued to grow. No one knew why it was happening but only that it was their last chance.
Now, with new found hope they all came together, bands of empowered survivors fighting back against the grotesque invaders with fury and some with hope.
It's not about saving the world anymore. It's about taking it back inch by fucking inch.