Zristka_Fargria

The world fell into silence—not from war among nations, nor from a plague born of nature, but from something far more sinister. It began with the rise of a blood-red moon—a grim omen that marked the downfall of civilization. In its wake came the infected: monstrous, ravenous creatures driven by an insatiable hunger, attacking every living thing in sight. But humanity wasn't finished yet. From a distant future, a final gambit was launched—a system designed to choose one last leader. A commander. A savior. When the system finally reached its chosen host, his response was simple: “…The hell is this?” Dragged back into a life he thought he’d left behind, the reluctant commander is forced to become something he’s long despised. And yet, he chooses to take up the mantle—not out of duty, but for reasons of his own. He doesn’t care about being humanity’s last hope. He doesn’t want to be a hero. What he wants… is the truth. To tear through the lies. To uncover who—or what—threw him into this twisted mess. And to put a bullet through the head of anything that stands in his way. Disclaimer: 1. English is not my first language, which may affect the phrasing and grammar throughout the novel (Which bring us to point 2). 2. I wrote this story with the help of AI tools and translation software to assist in the writing process. 3. This is my first attempt at writing a novel, so please keep expectations in check—I’m still learning. 4. This project is a bit of an experiment. If it doesn’t gain much interest or feedback, I may decide to drop it.