Echoes of the Activation
The world didn’t end with an explosion or a clear warning. It ended with a strange silence… and then a message.
No one was prepared for the **Activation**. There were no chosen ones, no announced heroes, no divine explanation. Just an impossible notification, etched into everyone’s mind, followed by the immediate collapse of everything we took for granted. Cities went dark. Rules changed. And something ancient, invisible, and alien to humanity began moving beneath the surface of the world.
The mana awakened.
With it came creatures that shouldn’t exist, unpredictable mutations, and a new logic that replaced the old one without asking permission. Civilization, built on comfort and routine, crumbled in a matter of days. The strong didn’t always survive. The intelligent didn’t always get it right. And those who hesitated… vanished.
Nexo was just another young man when it all began. He didn't have extraordinary powers, nor a grand destiny awaiting him. Just a vulnerable body, a mind forced to adapt, and the basic need to keep breathing one more day. In a world where every decision can mean life or death, surviving is not a heroic goal: it is a constant struggle against fear, pain, and uncertainty. As humanity learns, too late, that it is no longer the dominant species, echoes of that Activation resonate in every corner of the planet. Some hear them as promises of power. Others, as an inevitable sentence. This is not a story about saving the world. It is a story about "not dying in the attempt to understand it".
