In this once familiar world that has now become a hell
The streets are no longer a place for laughter and laughter, but a hunting ground for monsters.
Those monsters have different shapes and are creepy. Some are huge, like moving hills, and the ground trembles with every step they take. On their bodies covered with mucus, countless pairs of eyes shine strangely in the darkness;
Some are agile, like a shadow flashing past, their fangs and claws glowing coldly in the moonlight, and they can tear the throat of their prey in an instant.
Humanity, once the master of the world, can only tremble in the ruins now.
The survivors hid behind the ruins, their eyes full of horror and despair.
