[Post-Apocalyptic Rebirth] [Dark Powers] [Class Revolution] [Overwhelming Intellect] In the blood-red dawn, spinal spikes tear through the skin and transform into crimson chain blades. When Lin Han crushes the gene suppressor underfoot atop an inspector's skull, the dome of Shelter Seven erupts in bloody fireworks. This massacre is nothing more than the opening cannonade in a declaration of war against the decaying throne.
Blood from the ruling class drips through rusted sewage pipes. The boy who was nailed to the executioner's platform in his previous life now drives a scalpel into the medical director's third rib. "You said the blood of the gifted can cleanse radiation?" Lin Han crushes Su Rui's cervical vertebrae and sneers. "Then let's build a throne from your bones. It'll be the perfect way to clean up this filthy world."
An old-world supercomputer awakened in the Red Mist Zone projects a hologram. A hundred thousand experimental pods flicker like stars in the abyss. "Welcome back, Creator." The mechanical voice pierces seventeen years of time. "Please sign Extermination Order No. 114514. Will you erase all of humanity, or only the demons wearing human skin?"
