Royal Black Jack

There are many terrible things left in this world. Even more now that anarchy has consumed what remained of humanity.

It began with the demons.

A plague unleashed upon mankind.

Like rabid animals, their infection spreads through blood and violence. Most victims either die or lose themselves completely, devolving into mindless creatures driven only by hunger and the need to kill.

But a rare few survive the change.

Those who overcome the hunger become something far worse.

Functional demons.

Creatures powerful enough to stand beside gods while slowly forgetting what it ever meant to be human.

I am one of them.