Control
Use WASD to move, hold Shift to sprint, press Left-click to fire weapons, and Right-click to deploy explosive charges.
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The air reeks of rot and gunpowder, a nauseating cocktail that clings to his every breath. His boots crunch over shattered glass and bones—some human, some not—as he navigates the corpse-strewn streets of what was once a city. The growls are constant now, a guttural chorus echoing through skeletal buildings. His knuckles whiten around the grip of a rusted machete, its blade notched from splitting skulls. Every shadow pulses with threat, every flicker of movement a potential death sentence. Hunger gnaws at his ribs, but the real starvation is deeper: the absence of voices that don’t snarl, hands that don’t claw. He remembers names—faces—buried under months of bloodshed. A photo tucked in his vest, crumpled and faded, whispers of a life before the world turned. He doesn’t pray anymore. Prayers drown in the screams. Survival isn’t hope—it’s instinct. A shambler lurches from an alley, jaw unhinged, fingers hooked into talons. Muscle memory takes over. The blade arcs. Again. Again. The war doesn’t end. It just bleeds.
