The city never saw it coming. A magnitude 8.7 earthquake shattered its foundations, tearing open the land and swallowing entire districts in a matter of minutes. Buildings collapsed, streets cracked apart, and the survivors who crawled from the wreckage were left in a world they no longer recognized. But that was only the beginning.
In the chaos that followed, scientist Herard Brasicus and his team attempted to create a medicine to enhance human survival instincts. Their goal: to strengthen reflexes, boost endurance, and sharpen cognitive abilities, ensuring mankind could endure future disasters. Instead, they created a virus.
At first, the symptoms were mild-elevated adrenaline, enhanced strength. But within weeks, the infected became erratic, aggressive, inhuman. As months passed, the virus evolved. The infected transformed into grotesque monsters, some retaining fragments of their former intelligence, while others became mindless, ravenous creatures that preyed on the uninfected. Humanity had fallen.
Two years later, the remnants of civilization clung to survival in underground cities. The military, now divided into twelve specialized divisions, acted as both protectors and scavengers, tasked with defending the last of the survivors and searching for a cure.
It starts with a simple itch, nothing more. Maybe a few random spasms or the occasional shudder but you'll think nothing of it. Then you'll get blood shot eyes... Not enough sleep? It gets worse, much worse. The itching turns to scratching, clawing at you skin until it bleeds... and bleeds and bleeds. Then comes the anger which tips you over the top making you brake into a full blown seizure. Madness. You still with me? Well you won't be if they catch you, you'll be one of them...infected.