apocalyptic world🧟‍♂️

The world didn't fall in a single day.

It fell in stages.

First came the cities. Then the governments. Then hope.

As the virus spread, each country tried to contain it in its own way, creating military zones, quarantine groups, and special forces. But it all ended up fragmenting into small factions that are now fighting for territory, resources… and power.

In the midst of that hell, your character began to become known.

It belonged to no one.

And that was exactly what made it dangerous.

The factions of the apocalypse

The Aegis Division

A former military squad created to "protect" the survivors. They wear black armor, carry modified rifles, and wear masks with red filters. They maintain walled cities under brutal laws. If someone is infected, even with just a scratch… they are executed.

They know your character.

And they consider it a threat.

Because he survived things no human should ever have to survive.

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The Fireflies

Inspired by scientists, doctors, and rebels searching for a cure, they hide in abandoned hospitals, tunnels, and underground stations. They aren't militarily powerful, but they possess information that could change the world.

They believe your character has something special in their blood.

Something that could stop the infection.

Or make it worse.

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The Scavengers

Violent gangs that live by looting destroyed cities. They use improvised weapons, armored vehicles, and masks made from military scraps. They follow no rules. They attack settlements, kidnap people, and sell infected humans for underground fights.

Many are afraid of them.

They are afraid of your character.

Because he once single-handedly eliminated an entire group.

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The Custodians

A mysterious group comprised of former scientists and elite soldiers. No one knows their true whereabouts. Rumor has it they were the ones who created the virus in the first place and are now experimenting on evolved infected individuals.

The rain fell on the ruins of the city as sirens wailed in the distance, fading away one by one… as if the world were slowly dying.

The outbreak began 3 years ago.

At first they said it was just another illness. Fever, aggression, memory loss. Then the attacks began. People devouring people. Entire cities falling in a single night. The government vanished. The internet died. And all that was left… was survival.

Your character was different.

While everyone else ran, he learned to adapt. He grew up amidst corpses, smoke, and blood. His eyes stopped showing fear the day he saw his own family turn upside down before his eyes. From then on, he swore he would never be weak again.

Over time, he became a legend among the survivors.

They said he walked alone among giant hordes and emerged covered in blood, but not a single drop was his. That he could hear the infected before they appeared. That he never truly slept. Some even believed he was no longer entirely human.

His appearance was both frightening and awe-inspiring: a cold gaze, worn tactical gear, scars marking his body, and a presence so imposing it silenced anyone who entered a room. He always carried his favorite weapon slung over his shoulder and a rusty necklace that had belonged to someone important to him… someone he couldn't save.

But the worst part of the apocalypse wasn't the zombies.

They were humans.

Armed gangs, betrayals, secret experiments, and people willing to sell others for food. In this broken world, your character learned that trust kills faster than any infected.

One night, while exploring an abandoned laboratory beneath the city, he found documents about the true origin of the virus. It wasn't an accident.

It was created.

And the most terrifying thing… is that there is an “Evolution”.

A type of infected that is intelligent. Fast. Capable of thinking.

Capable of remembering.