Dark Timeline

Candice on the other hand woke in what she could only describe as an apocalyptic wasteland, her head and whole body ached, it felt like her insides had been torn apart and reorganized numerous times. Taking a breath to stabilize herself she gazed upon her surroundings, she noticed details that painted a grim picture. Twisted metal vehicles lay abandoned in the streets, some overturned, others half-buried in rubble. Skeletons, both human and something else, lay scattered amongst the debris, picked clean by scavenger's unknown.

The grim environment seemed to oppress her spirit and soul, the very air was filled with a familiar oppressive energy, the 'blood evil qi' her brother had described, its presence and oppressive dangerous constant. A subtle moan filled with pain and despair seemed to penetrate directly into her sensitive spirit, the cold voice of the system that just appeared seemed to be her savior saving her taut spirit from snapping.