What a Terrible Director

It all began with a script. Everything in it was shrouded in a gray fog that blanketed the earth. Zombies roamed, monsters crawled across the land, and ghosts devoured people's hearts. In this perilous, chaotic age, humanity's buildings rose from the ground as people built settlements, like holy light driving away the darkness of the apocalypse.

Deleted plotlines had somehow reappeared, and I gained a class that could break the game's balance. This set me on a zombie train bound for my territory. Everyone had a different mission and task, and mine was to use the power to rewrite the script to change this world.

At first glance, it seemed like a peaceful and prosperous age. But look closer, and danger lurked everywhere.