Imagine a world that ran out of resources, a world where nature fights back. A world where global warming is no longer a minority report, and a world about to collapse upon itself. They saw it coming, and they knew what to do. Ten years was all it took to build the Eden ships – great fleets of massive space faring vessels to ferry the brightest of mankind into the depths of the unknown. And on that very day that many came to remember as the day of the Great Exodus, they left.

The great vacuum that they left in their wake quickly escalated into full scale chaos, and just as they predicted, apocalypse hit and hit hard: tsunamis the size of skyscrapers wiped out island states in the pacific; earthquakes buried cities overnight; and then the super volcanos erupted. The sun was hidden for a full year, and the shadow that followed ushered in the dark ages.

While humanity was resilent against the onslaught of nature, they were not so prepared to face their greatest enemy of all time – themselves. As order crumbled all around the globe, all forms of governance eventually gave way to anarchism, and every man began to fight for themselves. Survival became the greatest priority, and it did not take long before mankind began to wipe themself off the face of the planet, ever more efficient than the behemoths that nature unleashed.

It was a long and terrible era: an era of fear and chaos, and an era of uncertainty. All forms of civilization were swept into the winds and buried underneath the ever-gloom of the hidden sun, and for to those who survived the dark ages, they emerged to find that the world had not stopped and waited for them.

Mother nature had moved on, and left them behind. When the sun eventually returned, they found that the animal kingdom had evolved, and so did the host of deadly bacterias and viruses. A terrible plague followed and brought mankind to the brinks of extinction, and when they finally developed immunity towards the new threat, they no longer had the superior numbers to ensure their dominance upon the wastelands.

The long journey from the abyss of the dark ages wisened up the survivors, and for the first time in many decades they realized the need of unity. For survival now required more than just individual resourcefulness. Thus they began to travel, gathering like-minded people in their pilgrimage in search of a proper base to rebuild the civilization that they had lost.

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