Adam Vance, looks up at the sky Dragon's, abnormally large grotesque birds descends from the sky. All of them looking like they would rip you into a million pieces and feed in those pieces. He looks infront of him huge gaps open up in the ground goblins and all type of monsters crawl out.
Everyone in the area runs for their life for shelter. Adam looks around suddenly he gets a chill down his spine, he looks to the left a goblin pulls their arrow string back, its aimed straight at his head. Finally it releases, the arrow zips through the air.
A million thoughts rush through his head. Why am I still here? What's going on? Why won't my legs move? Why didn't I go with the others? Am I gonna die?
The arrows is only a few feet away. Just as it's about to pierce his head, a bullet collides with the arrow. It shatters into pieces. Adam looks at the direction where the bullet came from.
He sees a police officer, he too is in awe about how he was able to hit that target.
"What the heck is happening!" Adam shouts out confused.
This, was the beginning of the Apocalypse the event that turned the world upside down.
Chaos spreads across the world instantly. Although, governments fall apart, people riot. Cities that used bustle with life become dead.
But, there was hope. Many awakened, those who were awakened gained supernatural abilities, like the cop who had the aim of a hawk. Those who awakened fought for humanity, they would gather up and fight against monsters. Some formed groups and reclaimed cities.
1 YEAR AFTER THE START OF THE APOCALYPSE.
Adam walks he hair has grown out down to his neck. He walks with a group they survey a city as they get ready to camp there for the night.
"Think it'll be good enough for one night?" Adam ask the man in the center he holds a shield the silver shines bright.
"Well be fine for tonight. I heard rumors of an Orc army matching in this direction, so we can't waste anytime." He turns around to the group following behind him. "Set up camp! We stay here for tonight."
As the sky grows darker they set up tents. Most of them have fancy tents, the type you have to spend good money on but all Adam has is a simple tepee.
"Adam, you sure you're not gonna spend any soul points on a better tent? No one is gonna share with you yknow!" A member ask Adam whilst watching him set his tiny pitiful tent up.
"Nah, I'm sure one day somethings gonna show up in the shop that'll cost alot! And when that happens, I'll have it first~ hehe" Adam shares his plan with much confidence.
"Tell captain I'm gonna go use the bathroom out in the forest."
Adam walks to the nearest building before finding a suitable corner to do his business. Suddenly an arrow pierces his hand.
"ARGHH! WHAT THE-" a sharp pain goes through his body. "POISON!?" He ducks low as he runs out of the building. "Was there a lurker?" He stares at his injury as he runs out the building, he shouts trying to alert the others, but as he looks up he sees goblins some have katanas they look down at the bodies of the people they just killed, proud.
They look up at Adam. One sighs as if exhausted he looks at another goblin next to him speaking in an understandable language. "Gřuah ju§krt tusmelĵ fmgẅ bsornsk?"
The goblin replies with a smirk "ğúdjdu þoebụ~" they turn to him their hold on their database tighten, they rush at him with impeccable speed. He barely dodges as one of their slashes graze his cheeks.
"OPEN SOUL SHOP!" He shouts out. Suddenly a purple screen appears in front of him. "UMMM, UHHHHH-" a slash crosses his chest. "AHHHH! PURCHASE BUNKER!"
Just as one of them is about to lunge at him wall appear around him. He hears a loud thid from the outside of the bunker.
<3,079 soul points have been charged>
He drops to his knees. "They all... died?" His eys are wide with disbelief.
The thuds continue for a few hours but eventually they end. Adam lays down and looks at the roof, the trauma is still fresh. He looks at his hand, the wound is bandaged, blood soaks the bandaged.
"Open inventory." The purple window appears infront of his face he checks the item in his inventory labled And just as it said, for 3 days he refused to open the bunker door. But soon the 3 days came to an end but Adam still refused to open the bunker door. Voices told him that the goblins were still out there. Maybe if he stays in there for a while they'll move along! Those are the affirmations he gives himself. 1 week. 1 month. 1 year. 2 years. 5 years. He's tried the leave it but he can't shake the feeling they're still out there. The voices, they would scream at him whenever he even inched towards the door with the intention of opening them Time passed, much time passed, 50 years passed. "Lalala! Im just an old man in an old bunker~" the man sits in the corner his beard reaches the floor "Hmmmmm, today is the anniversary since l've been here... 50 years was it?" He crawls to the back of the bunker. He picks up a mushroom and grabs a makeshift candle he made years ago. He puts the candle on the mushroom and sits it on fire. "I like the way it glows~" as the man stares at the mushroom suddenly a green system appears infront of his face. He stares at the screen his jaw dropped. "Wish? A wish..." Suddenly a thought comes to his head.