The Beginning

Prologue

                                                         2047

Chaos. Chaos is one word that explains our corrupted world. People swarm their local doctors and pharmacies hoping to get a cure. But no one has a cure, there is no cure for this. These monsters, dark, deadly, terrifying. Boils covering their bodies, skin shedding, revealing bone and muscle to the human eye and hair falling out around the monster's feet. The screaming and crying aren't normal, it's not human. They beg you to help them, but once you're bitten there's no helping, you're already dead. Some call them zombies, some monsters, others even call them demons. But nobody knows what they are. 

                                                      2089 

Glavatio, the disease the turned normal people into godforsaken monsters straight from Tartarus. The disease has stages, and they progressively get more terrifying. The first stage is what we saw when it started, skin shedding, hair falling out, boils, and foaming at the mouth. The second stage gets worse, their eyes fall out leaving empty holes straight to the soul, their bones breaking, crawling on all fours, ear piercing shrieking and much more. The third stage is terrifyingly cool, they lose some of their fingers, their skin grows back a horrible black color, they start spitting up their blood, and they start using echo location, calling to the others. The fourth stage is almost worse, they start cutting themselves due to the pain, and their horrifying smiles send even the devil to the grave. The fifth stage is the final and worst stage of all. All of their muscles and skin grows back making them stronger than anyone, they can run faster and jump higher, and they start spitting their disease at any lonely poor soul. They even start killing and eating, they become horrible demons that scorch the earth, more human but with a deadly force behind them. 

                                                    2147

One hundred years. It's been one hundred years since the first case of Glavatio. They've become stronger, faster and smarter. The innocent spilt into six groups after fighting for a few years, each leaving in a different direction. The Imperials. The Intelligent. The Healers. The Warriors. The Scavengers. And the Astrologers. All fighting to be better than the other. The Imperials are principled people who think their king should win. The Intelligent tribe know their king is fit to rule and cure the Glavatio. The Healer tribe use plants to try to cure Glavatio. The Warrior tribe are cunning people who would fight skin and bone to make sure their king wins. The Scavengers are barbarians, outcasts, people who had no home when the world split, but don't let that deceive you. The Astronomers stay in the sky, they built their home above the ground using technology to make a cure. The six tribes of the world, our infected world. 

                                                   2200 

Over fifty years of fighting. Six children are born. Each from their tribe. Millions of infected people. One mystery. One fight. One tribe.