L_Eugenes
**THE OLD WORLD DIDN'T DIE OF OLD AGE. IT WAS TORN APART BY HUMAN AMBITION.**
By the late twenty-first century, a catastrophic war between two high-tech empires ended the world in less than forty-eight hours. The sky turned to liquid fire, continental plates shattered, and billions of lives vanished beneath boiling seas and ash.
Mark was the Chief Architect of Project Olympus-the very machine designed to save humanity, but twisted by fate into the ultimate weapon of global destruction.
As the world collapsed, Mark was sealed inside an experimental stasis pod. For centuries, he slept in the dark while the earth healed, the high-tech metropolises rusted away, and the remnants of humanity restarted as simple, peaceful tribes.
Now, the pod has finally failed.
Mark wakes up as a ghost in a dead world. Crushed by unbearable guilt, he makes a solemn vow: to bury the Chief Architect forever, never touch high technology again, and protect this fragile new peace at all costs.
But the ashes of the past are hard to keep buried. Far to the North, an iron steam engine grinds to a halt, and a woman steps out holding a faded map stamped with a single, pristine word: **OLYMPUS.**