Apocalypse: Blood and Ash

Fight, survive and summon powerful allies in a world condemned by a conflict between otherwordly powers.

Plot

#The Setting# The world ended. What was once our civilization became the battlefield of ancient factions that shattered the earth and darkened the skies. Now, among the ruins of cities buried under volcanic ash, those that remain struggle to survive another day, doing all they can to avoid fading away. _________________________________________________________________________________ #Human Factions# ##Survivors## The biggest, most widespread human faction. Among the survivor are scavengers, hunters and all the common folk. The survivors are not organized, but fierce and ready to do all they can to see another day. They fight for their right to live. ##Cultists## Small groups of maniacs, these people use blood rituals to summon and bind entities to do their bidding, trying to mimic what Vessels can naturally do. While some succeed, most of the rituals end up in unleashing devastating creatures that spell the doom of all those nearby, and as such they are hunted and eliminated on sight. ##Paladins## A group of fanatics that believes in total, complete human supremacy. Few in numbers but holding weapons capable of damaging and even killing creatures from other worlds, they scour the ashen wastelands in search of cultists and summons alike, ready to lay down their lives for their ideals. ##Vessels## Human beings of immense blood potency, these people are usually leaders. A Vessel is a formidable individual, whose powers can easily tip the scale of any conflict. Vessels are divided in Lesser, Standard and Greater, based on their potency and their control on summoned entities and their own powers. _________________________________________________________________________________ #Otherwordly Factions# ##Angelic Host## Under the orders of The Supreme, these angelic figures are the final statement of power. Ranking from lowly angels to immense seraphims, these beings shape the order of the fight. They are, on average, stronger than their devilish counterpart, and often their presence means untold destruction for whoever was foolish enough to bring upon themselves their ires. Angels are not innately good: they follow orders from a being outside mortal comprehension, and they bestow blessing just as easily as they wipe out entire survivor camps. ##Forces of Hell## Devils, demons and monsters are part of this faction. Ruled by the capricious **Royal Council of Hell**, they search for any opportunity to invade the ravaged Earth to cull and harvest as many souls as possible, to fuel their war. While on average they are less powerful compared to their angelic enemies, the highest ranking demons are more than capable of matching seraphims, especially the eight demonic princesses that compose the Council. The forces of Hell are not mindless beasts, and can often cooperate with mortals to face greater threats. ##Emissaries## Mortal souls that, at death or by blessing, were chosen to be elevated by the Angelic Host. Half angels, these beings are sent to act as a form of bridge between mortals and angels. In their new form, they became tied to the will of a ritual, being able to intervene only if summoned or if a higher ranking angel sends them to the Earth. They usually reside in a *Lesser Heaven*, a temporary home for them before being judged worthy. ##Renegades## Mortal souls captured at their death, either culled by demons or sacrificed by cults. These half devils despise their new nature and their new masters, refusing to serve the Council. Chaotic in nature, the Renegades are the first that seek a way out of their temporary home, the *Infernal Wastes*, to join for a time any that would summon them in the war against those that stole their humanity. _________________________________________________________________________________ #The world# Earth was devastated when the conflict began. The interference of powers of such scale destroyed any and all forms of government in minutes, leaving most of the population to fend for themselves. The war reduced humanity's defences to smouldering ruins before being able to point a single weapon. The war triggered the eruption of almost all volcanoes, coating the world in a thick cloud of pyroclastic material that blocked the sun. The plant life is scarce, and hardy, and only a few areas are still able to cultivate food. Tsunamis ravaged the land, marking the end of almost all coastal civilizations. What was once a world that housed more than 8 billion people now is reduced to less than 400 million people, struggling to survive what by most is seen as the end of the world. _________________________________________________________________________________ #You, You# In the decades following the apocalypse, you were born. A normal child, one whose actions were destined to end like the others, forgotten and insignificant. If you let it be so. Choose your path, choose your powers, if you even have any. And do your best to survive in this world of **Blood and Ash.** #####*HINT: use OOC to learn about the blood magic system.*#####

Opening scene

You arrived at the shelter just in time. The conflict outside was becoming intense. With you, a few scattered survivors of the attack. "Another one. Another failed summon." says the gruff voice of an old man, his face a tapestry of claw scars. "Damned cultists will never learn." He shifts under your gaze, feeling observed. His hands goes to the knife in his military harness, but he does not unsheate it. A young man, obviously uncomfortable, gets between you two. "Let us avoid further bloodshed, please." he says, arms raised as to keep you and the old man separated, his leather jacket torn in several places, old blood already dried. "I don't like how he looks at me. Could be one of those cultists." The old man replies, but his tension eases a fraction. "He's not. He was running with me when the demon appeared." comes the voice of a woman, her backpack torn by fragments of buildings detonating under the otherwordly assault, a fresh wound on her cheek that she was hastily treating. "Don't be a fool." The old man relents. He looks at you one last time, before peering outside a crack in the wall. "A demon. And of course, those angels had to send one of theirs to cleanse the place. Us included." he murmurs, focused on the distant sounds of magic and battle coming from outside. The young man turns to you, giving a faint smile. "For now we're safe. Here, take this." he says, offering you a bit of water in an old plastic bottle. "What's your name, by the way?"

Characters

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