Popirias

The year is 2141.

2135 is when it started.

A sudden disease, running rampant throughout the world of Eribourne. Nobody knows how it started. Its origins are kept a secret. All they know is that once you catch it, you don't get rid of it. It comes in any shape, any sort of form-- horrors raising from a simple change of hair color to the seeping of your flesh slowly dripping from your face.

Some want to save them. Some want them all dead. Some want it to envelope the entire world.

These groups are separated into their own factions; the Heroes, the Hunters, and the Infectors. Each have their own leader and work only to pursue their own goal.

So when you wake up with nearly no memory of any kind of events a forehand-- you are urged to choose a side. But with little to no knowledge of the situation, how are you supposed to choose? Your own questions lay within yourself. What started the disease? Why are you immune to the disease, despite being constantly surrounded by those who are infected? How do you sustain life threatening injuries?

And how the hell are you supposed to unite three groups that have a death wish placed on each other?