Yellow Jacket
If the world hadn’t already ended, Warren Smith would’ve become a serial killer.
He was built for it cold, precise, methodical. Not driven by rage or trauma, but by a hunger for control. A creature of discipline and detachment. In the old world, he would’ve been studied. Hunted. Locked away.
But the old world is long gone.
Centuries ago, something broke everything broke. Civilization collapsed under its own weight, swallowed by unchecked ambition, mass failure, and rot. The cities fell. The satellites died. People learned to fear silence because silence meant they’d been forgotten.
And then, hundreds of years later, came the System.
Sold as a cure. Marketed as salvation. A new architecture to stitch the ruins back together. Embedded in human minds through chips and fragments, it offered power, skills, survival. It promised to lift the desperate into something more than just broken survivors.
It lied.
The System was never built to save anyone. It was a leash. A filter. A machine designed to manage what was left not fix it. It turned people into data. Into stats. Into expendable roles with preset fates.
But Warren wasn’t part of that design.
He’s what the System missed. What it couldn’t see. An Aberrant unregistered, unreadable, ungovernable. He moves through the shattered world not as a man, but as something becoming legend. A ghost in the mist. The silence before the violence.
He doesn’t crave recognition. He doesn’t ask for power.
He takes it quietly, completely, and without permission.
Because Warren doesn’t survive the System.
He dissects it.
And what he builds from its broken parts is entirely his own.
Even in a world of collapse and cruelty
he’s the one thing still coming for
Yellow Jacket is a post-apocalyptic, cyberpunk, stat-driven, hard sci-fi series with:
a brutal anti-hero
deep system mechanics
cat-fueled chaos
and a world built on lies.
