Across the vast landscape of William's home world, the fight against the monster tide was finally taking a definitive shape. It had been more than a week since the initial outbreak, and the human geographical map had been violently redrawn.
Vast swathes of once-fertile land, thriving kingdoms, and peaceful villages had been completely cleared of human life. The survivors were now huddled in pockets of desperation, gathered at known strategic spots across the globe.
The map was now a terrifying mosaic. It showcased a scary, hollow emptiness where human presence once flourished, now filled with the reddish-brown fur of millions of Scarlet Bears and grotesque monsters.
In the middle of this sea of death, human cities and large fortified towns stood like isolated islands, where spirit masters fought brutal, back-to-back battles for their very existence.
