The clouds grew darker, and the wind grew colder. This, this was no normal winter. The wind blew through the crystal blue debris. Multiple ships, an armada stood frozen intime with the waves. Crack... The ice Splintered, as did the ground. In the dark crevasse a mutated and deformed hand reached out to the surface. Its skin was green and lumpy. It had warts and clumps of dried blood. Gradually, another hand rose up and pulled the creature free from the Earth. Then another figure followed. The figures stood. An intimidating essence flew through them. Was it their connection to an all-powerful deity? Or some act of the supernatural? One figure rose their arm, a tingly sensation illuminated the infected area. Suddenly thousands of the undead rose from the ground. These beings would ravage the world. Who knows what is to come?
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The Chronicles of Exodus: The Great Fall of Humanity
FantasyIn a not-so-distant future, where all of humanity is dwindling and the world seems doomed to collapse after World War 3 a group of survivors strives to survive not knowing a far more powerful being is amongst their ranks. This story contains element...
