In the plane of all multi-verses and the theories of Infinity, whatever Humanity or any other alien race in the physical plane galaxy, in the universe, every single story, be it whimsical, unfathomably idiotic, and just simply impossible, somewhere in the universe, it is reality. And in a particular set of universes where stories involving Humanity and Anthros have been fighting, eyes watch from several planes in the multi-verse, silently judging and deciding their fate
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It's been years since the collapse. Countless lives lost, history, and cultures forgotten to the horrors we live today. As it stands now, only a fraction of the settlements survived since the start of the war against the monsters described outside the wall that protects us. The only way to move around the world is by air. The seas became deadly with mutated wildlife and the ground too dangerous because of the monsters that roam our once great cities.
Now its time to make a change join the Atlas and find a way to aid humanity and Stand againts anything that might threaten us and find a way to live with a new speacies.
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