monkeymagicboy

In the year 2025, the world changed forever. Without warning, massive sinkholes tore open the earth in the heart of major cities across the globe. From the unfathomable darkness below, nightmarish creatures emerged—zombies, ghouls, twisted abominations of flesh, and horrors beyond human comprehension. They devoured, they infected, they transformed. The streets ran red as civilization crumbled overnight.

Governments fell, military forces were overwhelmed, and soon, the world belonged to the monsters. Those who survived the first wave were left with a grim choice: fight, run, or become one of them.

As society collapses and humanity teeters on the brink of extinction, scattered survivors must navigate a new world where the laws of nature have been rewritten. But as the sinkholes continue to spread, whispers of something even worse lurking beneath begin to surface.

This is not the end of the world.
This is the beginning of something new.

the end is a new

The mutant pulled itself onto the rooftop, its charred flesh peeling from its body. Yet it grinned, its black eyes filled with hunger.

Ethan raised his revolver, aiming at the monster's head. Click.

Mason fumbled with his rifle, panic setting in. He aimed and fired—Bang! The bullet hit the mutant's shoulder, but it barely flinched.

Mason cursed, checking his ammo. "Shit… I'm out!"

Ethan tackled Mason out of the way as clawed hands ripped through the air where they had just been standing.

The force of the dive sent them skidding across the concrete rooftop. Mason groaned, disoriented.

Ethan scrambled to his feet, pulling his hunting knives from their sheathes. They gleamed under the moonlight—his last weapons.

The mutant turned toward Mason. It had chosen its target.

"No!" Ethan charged forward, slashing.

The first knife sliced across the mutant's arm, cutting deep—but it didn't even slow down.

Mason tried to crawl away, but the monster grabbed him by the leg. One pull. One crunch.

Ethan saw his friend's leg break in two, the bone jutting out through flesh.

"Let him go, you bastard!" Ethan roared, stabbing both knives into the mutant's back.

It shrieked, twisting unnaturally to face Ethan.

Mason gurgled, his eyes wide in shock. He reached out to Ethan, as if trying to say something—then collapsed.

The mutant turned back to him, blood dripping from its jaws.

Ethan tightened his grip on his knives.

If Mason was dead, then he was taking this monster with him.

The mutant swiped at him, but Ethan dodged low, rolling under its claws. He slashed upward, cutting into its stomach—deep.

The mutant staggered back. It could feel pain.

He drove a blade into its ribcage, then yanked it free in a shower of black ichor.

The mutant roared in fury, swinging wildly. One claw grazed Ethan's shoulder, sending pain flaring through his body. But he didn't care.

He spun, driving his other knife straight into the mutant's eye.

The creature screeched, flailing backward. Ethan yanked the knife out, black ooze dripping from the blade.

Ethan exhaled, gripping his knives tighter. "Not so tough now, huh?"

But before he could land the final blow—

Something massive was moving beneath the city.

The mutant, bleeding and weakened, suddenly stopped attacking.

no more bullets no more Mercy