Tear Stained

Our world, Earth. Has finally fallen. Humanity has finally imploded upon itself. For most all hope is lost. But there are those who have adopted, those who have changed to survive in the harsh world that they now know. Life goes on, people - if you could even call them that - still live there life and have children. They still love and care. But, that is showing a weakness. And being weak is what gets you killed. People with wings fly through the sky avoiding the shattered sky scrapers and soaring high over craters that have been pounded into the landscape. Over the five million years that humanity has scraped its way by the world has changed. People now have wings, fangs, claws, scales, and fur. No one is safe from the mayhem that psychopaths unleashed upon the world far before