The world is dead. The monsters won.
Zombies, nightmares made flesh, and something far worse roam the ruins of civilization. Luca doesn’t know why he survived a fatal stab wound. Kassandra doesn’t know why she woke up alive after biting off her own tongue. And the worst part? They’re not the only ones who should be dead but aren’t.
Somewhere in the chaos, a war rages—one that humanity already lost. A man with glowing purple eyes stands at the center of it, commanding creatures that rip through armies like paper.
Survival isn’t the goal anymore. The only question left is: Are we slaves to fate? and can we change the past?
