h1. Welcome, weary traveller,
…to the dystopian and filthridden world of Unhallowed Metropolis.
The dead have risen and lack the common courtesy to repopulate the bare graves they left behind. They feed on the living, increasing their numbers with this unholy communion.
The world is polluted with the filth brought by the industrial era and only London has been reclaimed as from the grubby hands of the undead.
The air you breathe is unfit, life in general is a matter of survival and every day
Thus humanity does what it does best. It endures.

Welcome to a tale where shades of truth and untruth form an entirely new reality on itself.
For tonight we brandish our weapons and try to reclaim another day as a victory for the living.

A string of pearls