Prologue
The year is 2025.
Up above, a vast scene of grey clouds moved across the sky as a calm fall breeze could be felt in the air. From afar, the city of Hollandview stood. All around, windows were shattered with debris sitting in the streets. As quiet as it could be, no sign of life showed within this lonely city.
Three years have passed since the invasion of the creatures known as Instinctive Outside Beings (IOBs). Wiping out cities and towns, the creatures wrecked their havoc on the world while taking the lives of millions. Fighting back, the world tried to counter this new threat while they were ultimately destroyed. With militaries and countries being obliterated, the world slowly began to die while the creatures only continued to live.
Though it all seemed to be lost in the world, it wasn’t until south of the city limits of Hollandview where peaks of life could be seen in a section called Sector A. With buildings still left standing in the area and roads cleared of gravel, people dressed in rags still walked amongst each other as they talked and lived their days. With their faces filled with dirt, they all moved around the streets of the city, as some rested eating scraps of food while they watched the scene of people moving around. Even above in buildings, children and adults sat in the broken window sills as they looked up into the sky hoping sunlight would come out some time.
While most of the people resided in the streets of the sector, soldiers who guarded the city called IOB Containment Forces
or IOBCFs, stood above on the building tops, looking at one another as they carried their weapons. Waiting and watching
for anything to come.
Wearing a navy blue jacket uniform and a black vest with the logo of a fist and a ribbon, these containment forces were the only defenses against any threats to Sector A as they only consisted of 800 soldiers, put in charge of defending over the 4,000 civilians that reside in the city.
Outside Sector A, nothing but abandoned highways could be seen. Full of abandon cars and garbage, a clear scene of woodland terrain covered the outside of the city. Going on for miles, nothing could be seen. No town, no cities. No roads.
It was there though, where a man named Clay could be seen.
