Everyone could recall that day. The sky bled with a fiery red tint as meteors hailed down from heaven. It didn't matter if it was God's wrath, random occurrence, or just bad luck. The damage was done. Cities were leveled, islands sunk, and irradiated areas covered the globe.
It was the radiation that was the worst. As if the little nudge science needed was finally presented, humans advanced to the next stage of evolution. You could call them superhuman, though most called them Evos. It was a pandemic, leaving everyone with some level of radiation exposure. Some were unaffected, others woke up able to fly, lift thousands of pounds, and melt walls with a touch. Those who had a little too much radiation, though, devolved. Decayed humans distorted by the radiation swarm the desolate cities, warring with the government and shaking the world to its core.
In response to this, the current World Minister established the United Evolved Military Service, or the U.E.M.S., sending all evolved humans into training camps to be released into the frontlines when ready for combat. Newton is one of these evolved humans, and his first day at Fort Gorgon starts today.