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When a government created disease starts to let loose, the world is succumbed to darkness and chaos. They threatened to use it against cities that rebelled or other countries. Eventually the government lost control of the disease and were overrun themselves, eventually flooding the world with the undead. People slowly rot, eating anything and anyone that they declare is fit to their diet. Whole countries shut down airports to prevent the disease from getting to them.
Ships that manage to make it without everyone dying are checked thoroughly and any infected are killed and the bodies burned. Survivors have been heading to Canada, the only country with the most safe houses and the least infected country of them all.
The streets are covered in them, crawling or staggering around in search of prey. Their skin falls off in chunks, though they are seemingly unaffected. The only was to kill them is to remove or sever the brain. When the epidemic first started and people were still fighting with whole armies, they called them zombies. Now there aren't many that are still alive, and that number decreases almost every day. Groups stock up on any useful weapon or ammo, and stick together no matter what. They salvage what they can
and make use of it, lowering the number of zombies as they go.
But when the world ended, others were entered into it. Hybrids, shapeshifters, werewolves, angels, demons, anything that you could think of in every popular book or movie or story, were real. They roamed the world, some of them never having seen the outside before. Humans that were still alive often banded with them, accepting them. Shapeshifters turn out to be immune, and werewolves can heal themselves in order to fight off the disease, and hybrids mostly climbs rooftops and use their acrobatic skills to escape and survive. Who are you?
Index
+ Story line*
+ Rules
+ Relationships
+ Characters
+ Form
+My Characters
+ Story line*
+ Rules
+ Relationships
+ Characters
+ Form
+My Characters
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