Prologue

God has forsaken us.

I was born into this hellish landscape. All I've known is death and suffering. Since a child, frightening scenes filled my eyes. There is no hope.

The year is now 52 P.A (Post Arrival). It has been 52 years since the anomaly known as Armageddon has arrived on this Earth. A vortex of mystic powers summoned by the most devilish of Hadean entities* to destroy the dignity of the human race and show our true selves. The same selves of death and destruction responsible for the downfall of Earth itself. This has manifested itself in the abilities we have developed due to such an anomaly, The Satan Cores; grotesque beasts that manifest themselves in response to our darkest natures, beasts we can control. The few humans who remain have begun to race to the farthest reaches of the Earth in hopes of obtaining what little hope they have - the hope to obtain Armageddon. Legend has passed throughout the years that Armageddon gives the user the ability to mold the world to their liking.

Thus began my trip to hell.
Thus began my journey.
There is no turning back.

*Hadean is an expression referring to Hades of the Greek underworld