(This article has no CP, a single male protagonist, no Virgin, but a golden finger. The protagonist is looking for the meaning of his existence on the long road of survival)
The war is still going on. In the sky, huge suspended billboards endlessly cycle through the latest armament demonstrations. The dazzling screen light shines in the protective cover of the city and reflects on the bustling streets.
In order to adapt to the war environment, humans modified the genes of soldiers, which resulted in the creation of monsters that surpassed humans. The monsters ran rampant, destroyed a large number of organizations, and constantly cultivated new monsters.
In order to preserve the last of their power, some forces used the blood of monsters to give birth to a new life after extensive experiments. Later generations called it "New Humanity"
