The world has ended, all that is left is Wakedea (The death of Earth and Wake of a new one). There are no zombies, no mutant creatures, just insane factions. It's fifteen years later, and we're still figuring shit out. My name is Gab, and my brother Pest found refuge in a group called the Castaways. We found our dog Pike along the road. Now, we're part of a crew that goes around the map to scavenge to help our faction survive. We are the strongest of our kind. Between the Carps, the Belts, and the Frenzies we have no choice but to coexist. My crew does the absolute most for our people. We have a big crew with all the best skills mastered. There's Pest, Pike, Tag, Cinder, Doc, Ash, Rogue, and Ransom. And we're a hell of a team. If there's anything this new world can offer, it's an adventure that's for damn sure. Never a dull moment in Wakedea.