“When someone takes what matters most, ‘fuck it all’ is a reasonable reaction,” Ethan says, fixed on the Beretta in his hand. “Especially when death feels like a relief.”
— Ethan Carson
Earthquakes tore through the land. Cities vanished. Order collapsed.
What remains are fragments of a broken world—scattered survivors clinging to faded authority, hollow symbols, and lost ideals.
Ethan Carson walks among the ruins, a man hollowed by grief. He no longer fights to survive. Death would be easier.
But revenge refuses to let him rest.
Because Ethan knows the truth.
He knows what shattered the world.
He knows what stirs beneath it.
And he knows what is coming next.
Soon, those who took everything from him will learn what hides in the shadows, waiting to feast.
