NecroKnight
Former Elite Death Knight of Decay
...it had been three years, since the Battle of Yonkers. Three years, since the world had awokened to a nightmare - undead, that rose from the dead and seek to consume the living. Contained in the virus Solanum, that was 100% lethal with no cure, except for a brain-death to the infected.
Since, the disaster of Yonkers - everything east of the Rocky Mountains had been abandoned; with undead roaming the lands, searching for the remaining humans still alive and fighting. Now, you stand among the rubble of Miami - once a warm, vacation and tourist spot; it is a cold and desolate place. Where the large steel coffins and rotting dead are the only companions in this city.
It has been a nightmare from day one; now the time is all but a forgotten piece. Now, time is measured by living to see another sunrise, through the smoke and dust of the city. And its getting colder by the days - indicating that winter is slowly approaching, bringing both a gift and a curse.
Welcome to Miami, survivors.
Since, the disaster of Yonkers - everything east of the Rocky Mountains had been abandoned; with undead roaming the lands, searching for the remaining humans still alive and fighting. Now, you stand among the rubble of Miami - once a warm, vacation and tourist spot; it is a cold and desolate place. Where the large steel coffins and rotting dead are the only companions in this city.
It has been a nightmare from day one; now the time is all but a forgotten piece. Now, time is measured by living to see another sunrise, through the smoke and dust of the city. And its getting colder by the days - indicating that winter is slowly approaching, bringing both a gift and a curse.
Welcome to Miami, survivors.
