Vigilant Vanquish: Apocalypse Awakening

Prologue: Toxic Wasteland

Of what seemed to be the canvas of anything possible became the canvas of everything negative.

A once blanket of day and night seemed to be trapped in a cloak of eternal darkness; the shimmer of the stars were scarred with an uneasy lime. Are they still stars? One thing's for sure, they aren't sublime.

The gritty brown dirt of the past became a strong concrete grey, with the emerald carpet of grass appearing as a sludge of lilac and acidic green, every step - HISS! Like a snake shooting upwards from the floor and ready to pierce through your body...

Towering trees became scaffolds for ominous skeletons whistling and slowly dancing forcefully to the winds mysterious melody. Gusts of air slice through the prickly sharp branches... SHOOOOOOO!  SHOOOO! Like a warning to leave before it was too late...

Much like the ground below, the sky was like a smudged copy of the ground, constantly reminding it of its current state of raw disgust - a battle of superiority between ground and air, who was winning? How can one of them win if they're both the same?

What had turned the world into such a corrupted nightmare? 

A metropolis of wonders that was seized by a virus that left nothing to spare had to have a cause. It wasn't just Earth, it's the entire universe. Towering buildings stand unwillingly, assisting the monsters who caused this mess.  

Morphed beings, each with altering characteristics and unique powers, roam the lack-luster lands, hunting everyone they find and everyone that finds them. The humans are drawn towards them like metal to a magnet - controlled by a radiating pulse of poison. 

Only a few, those with a strong will, survived the infecting pulse that orbited closely around the desolate planet, and this is where our story begins...