DAWN OF DEVASTATION

Synopsis:



Azricel woke up to the world flipped upside down.



Literally.



The sky was cracking apart, buildings crumbled like sandcastles, and the streets were painted red—people dropping dead for no reason, exploding into blood puddles. The trees? Yeah, they were dragging people into the woods, and the animals? Not so normal anymore.



Anyone with a shred of sanity would be screaming their lungs out right now.



Azricel? He just yawned. Stretched. Scratched the back of his head like this was just another Monday.



Because honestly, he was more pissed about one thing—his dream.



The same one he’d been having for who knows how long. A dream of a woman he’d never met, but somehow, he knew her. She always smiled at him, warm, familiar, like she belonged somewhere deep in his bones. And just when he was about to finally see her face clearly—bam. Apocalypse.



Then, amidst the chaos, a voice rang in his head. Cold. Mechanical.



[ Awakening Anomaly Detected ]

[ Welcome ]



Azricel blinked. Then smirked.



“Now we’re talking.”