Around the world, the very fabric of existence trembled with madness, as though the Blue Planet itself convulsed in its orbit.
Across various domains, rivers of blood ran unchecked, buildings toppled like children's toys, and the oceans roared in rebellion. Destruction spread in every direction, unrestrained and absolute, plunging the world into utter chaos.
There was no warning, no foreboding announcement, only devastation. Clouds of smoke swelled into the heavens, blotting out the sun, while the unending chorus of screams rang through the air, echoing like the tormented wails of souls condemned to hell by Lucifer himself.
Shockwaves and earthquakes tore through the domains, the ground itself groaning beneath the strain. Orders blared from every communication device, from every pair of lips capable of command.
Adventurers marched forward, private soldiers from every domain advancing with grim resolve. The world had been united by a singular, unshakable purpose, KILL.
