The world was never meant to be permanent. Everyone knew that, even if they pretended otherwise. Time moved on like strangers passing through a town, never stopping long enough to care. When the sky finally broke open and revealed its unnatural gaze, entire lands fell silent. Life vanished in an instant, and those places were marked as forbidden—left behind like scars no one dared to touch.

The apocalypse did not come without consequences. Every loss demanded a price, every mistake echoed. Yet from the ruins, something unexpected stirred. Where death had claimed everything, new forms of life began to crawl, breathe, and endure. The end was not an ending at all—it was a brutal beginning.