A nuclear catastrophe destroyed civilization and took billions of lives—but in return, it gave people something. Perhaps it was a new step in evolution, or a chance to finally drain the world of its vitality.
But the heroes don’t care about the plans of the universe; they don’t really worry about anyone’s fate besides their own. And they aren’t alone in their drive—because in such a mess, only the utterly depraved, unscrupulous creatures will survive.
All the filth of the human core—lust, hatred of one’s neighbor, the absence of pity and compassion. They’ve always lived this way, even in peaceful times. So why suddenly should there be a desire to change? Though…
After all, now no one is stopping them from becoming even worse.