In an alternate universe, it's the year 2024. Some say the world will end to nukes, global warming, or an asteroid... But in this world? They don't have time to worry about any of that. Their world is ending to an alien race called the "Phantoms." When the world ends in movies, the earth is usually red, brown, black... Their world is purple. - Essentially being sent back to Medieval times, humanity is doing what it can to survive. They've been forced to ditch basically all technology and revert back to using swords, and really anything sharp that they can find. Whatever is left of the human race has huddled around the great lakes, and they've completely lost contact with other continents and countries. The great lakes are the only source of water they have left... if they lose them, all is doomed. But no matter how hard they push. How hard they fight. Humanity's numbers shrink every day. They seem to be losing. And the little hope they have left? Is slowly fading away. - So put on your War Paint. We have a fight to win. (NOTICE: Mature themes are mentioned in this story, so if you don't like that, I advise you not to read!)