The War Upon The Apocalypse (On Hold)
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Last published Thu, Nov 24, 2016
The world as we know it has changed. It was April 14, 2037 when the epidemic first started. Everyone seemed to know but us. Then again, how is the public supposed to know better than to trust their government during a third world war? The war, already in progress for five years, has shown little to no signs of stopping due to the lines drawn. You had the U.S against The Liberated Kingdom, an alliance between most of the European countries and Russia after the improvements made by mankind in the early 2000s. What was meant to be advanced biological warfare, turned into something worse. A blood-born pathogen that turned those we knew into animalistic creatures. They looked human enough to fool one, but they were nonetheless dangerous. Infection spread like wildfire as it plagued the United States, putting the war in a standstill as other countries were soon affected. Our war now may never end, we now fight against the end, against the apocalypse.
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