After the End...
The world you knew is gone.
The End didn't begin with atom bombs or climate catastrophies. It began with confusion and denials, friends and neighbors vanishing, and the sight of smoke on the horizon. One day you were planning your future - work, weekends, rent, groceries - and the next, everything familiar was swallowed by death.
It all happened faster than anyone could understand. Cities fell in days. Governments fractured. The systems you once trusted - electricity, hospitals, food and water - collapsed under the weight of panic and desperation. Some tried to fight, others to flee, but there was no safe place left.
Now, survival is your only truth.
The Dead are everywhere—relentless, tireless, and hungry. They don’t reason, they don’t feel pity, and they don’t stop. But they aren’t the only danger. The Living can kill as readily as the Dead, but with cunning and malice. People murder for scraps of food, hoard supplies, and lash out in fear. Trust is rare. Violence is common.
You are alive. That means you have choices: who you protect, what you’re willing to risk, and how much of your humanity you can try to hold onto before the world consumes it.
This is a world defined by scarcity, suspicion, and survival. The calendar means little now; time is marked instead by how many days since the last hot meal, the last safe shelter, the last friend lost.
This is not a story of heroes and villains. It’s a story of survivors. Its the story of how you died.
The End didn't begin with atom bombs or climate catastrophies. It began with confusion and denials, friends and neighbors vanishing, and the sight of smoke on the horizon. One day you were planning your future - work, weekends, rent, groceries - and the next, everything familiar was swallowed by death.
It all happened faster than anyone could understand. Cities fell in days. Governments fractured. The systems you once trusted - electricity, hospitals, food and water - collapsed under the weight of panic and desperation. Some tried to fight, others to flee, but there was no safe place left.
Now, survival is your only truth.
The Dead are everywhere—relentless, tireless, and hungry. They don’t reason, they don’t feel pity, and they don’t stop. But they aren’t the only danger. The Living can kill as readily as the Dead, but with cunning and malice. People murder for scraps of food, hoard supplies, and lash out in fear. Trust is rare. Violence is common.
You are alive. That means you have choices: who you protect, what you’re willing to risk, and how much of your humanity you can try to hold onto before the world consumes it.
This is a world defined by scarcity, suspicion, and survival. The calendar means little now; time is marked instead by how many days since the last hot meal, the last safe shelter, the last friend lost.
This is not a story of heroes and villains. It’s a story of survivors. Its the story of how you died.
After the End... has 3 Followers
Campaigns
After the End... (OL4+)
Outbreak: Undead 2e
Our Survivors have persevered through the Apocalypse. So much and so many were lost along the way. Before you is what's left of the world. Here we are, after the End.
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The Camp (OL2)
Outbreak: Undead 2e
Private
The Mall (OL1)
Outbreak: Undead 2e
The End is here, as you'll soon find out. Our Survivors, fleeing for their lives, take refuge in a local mall. Can they survive this growing Apocalypse? Or are they doomed to join the unumbered Dead?
Private