When she reopened her eyes a hundred years later, the first thing she saw was not the clear blue sky of her hometown, but the cold incandescent lights and the bloody and mangled body.
This is the world of the future, where war is raging, mutations are rampant, and humans have entered a desperate situation created by themselves.
Zombies, beasts, robots, crawlers... In order to survive, death is at your fingertips.
"Gaia 1, you are hope, life... The survivor of the original human race, the beginning and end of everything. Please, you must, must live well."
She raised her head in the dark night and stared at the starry sky. The sky was as deep as her eyes.
Use blood, fear, and death to commemorate those irreparable friendships, family ties, and love. Life is immortal and the battle continues.
History has become the past, and she is the future.