Yuta Leigh,

In order to survive in such a world there can only be one solution, survival of the fittest. Of course if you choose otherwise, you would easily meet your demise. My answer was to run away from the harsh reality so that I wouldn't have to face it, however, no matter where you go, life is just as detrimental. Creatures running around in hunger for humans; women were gruesomely bred to monsters; while some forcefully threw them to the bushes for safety, thus evolving the population by tenfold. Buildings were destroyed; oceans evaporated; blue sky to grey; a new population of 'Ghouls', the earth met its unfortunate end by an accidental leak from an unknown organisation.

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Who were they?

Why did they keep hold of such monsters?

Was it truly an accident?

Not after everything happened to my parents, I only grew the urge to be part of this World's end. Killing such creatures didn't satisfy my urge, not even wiping out half the 'Ghouls' population. The answers are a must, even if I'll take the end of this world with me.