Apocalypse

“What good years, wasted on trash like you.” With these words, Orion cast off his old shell. His old personality. His old kindness. That betrayal was the last straw that broke apart the last vestiges of softness and kindness within his body. Such feelings weren't welcomed during an apocalypse anyways. If he could, he would thank them. Then kill them again. A lycan left no enemies alive after all. * Regressing to the beginning of the apocalypse with profound knowledge of the future and the betrayal of his closest friends in his heart, Orion sought only one thing. He would utilize everything that he could to become the strongest, even if it meant throwing his humanity away. That was the start of his reign. It was the slow Advent of the Void Lycan.

Karma. Kindness and badness. Two things that stand on the opposite and inseparable side. What are you doing, that's what you will get. When the world experiences changes, along with chaos, destruction and despair, there will only be a few people who remain firm in establishment. Not infrequently and the most chosen is to do anything to survive. However, when all the eyes and everyone you know look at you in a different way. Competing to bring down you with all the hatred, cruelty, betrayal, suffering, and despair, is it true that hope is still there for some people? Or is the darkness that always envelops will start drowning it?