Victor - The Wooden Squad
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Trapped. Transformed. Forced to Fight.
A group of strangers from the 21st century wake up naked on the shores of an alien world-a place where the sky burns purple at night and survival demands more than modern knowledge. Stripped of everything but their instincts, they must forge alliances, master primitive living and confront a land teeming with rival tribes and brutal secrets that defy logic.
From captives to warriors, from outcasts to legends.
Ordinary people find themselves in an ancient age. With no memory of how they arrived, these survivors must adapt fast. The dense forests hide hostile natives. When the war erupts, they'll face a choice: to be its executioners-or its casualties.
Survival is just the beginning.
The Wooden Squad is a heart-pounding fusion of survival epic and gritty fantasy, where wooden weapons clash against steel ambition, loyalty battles betrayal, and ordinary humans evolve into something extraordinary. An epic tale of survival, war, and strategy. Follow Victor and his fractured band as they carve their name into a world that wants them enslaved-or dead.
Dive into a sprawling saga (estimated completion 220k+ words) of primal battles, cunning strategy, and the raw will to survive. Imagine Game of Thrones meets The Hunger Games, with a twist of mythic darkness. Perfect for fans of Gladiator, Dune, Berserk, The Witcher.
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[TV SCRIPT] After years of humanity eating away at it's own resources the United Nations collapsed throwing our world into turmoil, Famine and thirst ravaged forcing mankind into a new era of greed and virtue, Now bolstering up was a new beginning for us to face, No longer were we firmly placed at the top of the food chain we found ourselves the ones being hunted, Due to radical science and research across the globe, Viruses continued to uncontrollably spread mutating everything they came in contact with, Three of these viruses stood toppling the rest which would come to be known as The Rot, The Altered, and The Plagued, Survival and ignorance led us down a path of isolation only growing to further one's individual standpoint, We left control of our world to governments who turned their backs furthering personal ambition, Not preventing for what would happen to the masses in a calamity, As a result the Cataclysm hit changing our world forever, An anomaly between untested atomic experiments interfused with particle matter and energy caused a gaslight explosion simultaneously struck across the world, Mutating any living creature outside during this event, Drastically changing in ways unexplainable until witnessed in the flesh, As a result humanity was withered down to only twenty percent of its once dominant population, Strung out and cornered into colonisations after years of rebuilding we attempt to adapt rather then conquer, Surviving in this new reality we've been tested to outlast, Spread across the world which was we remain thinly divided, All which was known has now become scarce or deemed extinct, Humans now find themselves on the edge of a losing battle further suffering in this dark abyss we're forced to walk through, Adapting is key to thriving in this new cutthroat environment which we have been tasked to live
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