APOCALYPSE: DAWN

Hope is an amazing construct. Even at the worst times where hope seems to be lost, there's still a shimmer, a crack of light that paves the way for hope. The hope that maybe, just maybe we will fight our demons, and even win. Or the hope that we will evolve to something greater, or the hope that the world doesn't see us as monsters who we really are. The hope that we are free even if we are not. It's hope holding us together, keeping us tethered to our real selves. I want to say that this is a story about hope, but maybe it isn't or it's something more than that.
In the near future in a fictional world, sort of real to the world we are in. We are drawn to the city of Vomir. A city drawn to darkness lurking by the very edges of it. But not the mob darkness the real darkness, the type of darkness that can fracture the world. Behind all of it stands Alphacorp. An organization hell bent, knee deep grinding to know and manipulate creatures DNA, and morphology. In their research they discover the Lycans. Yes those Lycans, the ones we know as a myth. This discovery changes everything from the identity of the company to its core morality. Lycans are caught in more of a battle against them. Everything changes from mind control, behavioural constraints, death manipulation, immoral experiments, all rolled up under the foundational bones of this company. No one in Vomir, humans, Lycans or survivors live in free will anymore. All hope seems to be lost.
But yes even at the darkest times, the darkest rooms still a small shimmer of light, will find a way in the room, which at the end turn the whole room bright, illuminating even the outside.
Welcome to my world, this story has been inspired by different aspects of life for not more than a decade now. This is the first of many hopefully.