** WIP at Current **

 

 

 

The world was in a golden age of technological progress and societal change, where everybody agreed that it was the best time to be alive. But that quickly ended when the Cataclysm happened. That is the accepted term that most use but many others just call that event as the end of the world. Millions died on the first day of the Cataclysm, billions more afterwards from the horrid monstrosities that suddenly came about and from starvation as their food supply was cut short. Giant metropolises across the globe were destroyed, turned to ruins and then some were turned to dust. Becoming nothing more than sand and ash filled deserts were some of the most horrid creatures resided.

Ever since that day the world has slowly been trying to scrape itself out of the pit of despair it found itself. Yet no matter what the collective mass of people on the planet did it seemed that every day the planet just seemed to try ever harder to kill them. The upper atmosphere was infested and taken over by the Swarm, a hive mind of horrid creatures that cause any ship stupid enough to enter into their territory pummeling back down onto the surface. There doesn’t even seem to be any hope for anybody even if they could get passed because the space station that had been orbiting the planet ended up collapsing onto the planet from some kind of combat.

What really shows how far things have changed is the Abyssal Portal, a strange new massive structure that appeared near City 3. All sorts of creatures and monstrosities have come from it yet any attempt to stop or destroy the portal is a failure. Some have theorized the portal is some kind of extra-dimensional creature in and of itself, the mastermind behind whatever has happened to the world.

For now hope has fully evaporated and people merely try to survive the day to day. There are no more grand plans to try and save the planet, only desperate people trying to steal one more day.