Within the world where everything is normal is controlled by a computer. Where technology controls almost everything, from the car we drive to the bed we sleep in even the spoons we eat with. There came a time in the year of X02731, where a dark mist spread out across the world and slowly destroyed every last bit of it, nothing dealing with could even be found. Not even a battery. The nations of the world gathered, every man and every woman, even the disabled, crossing the great seas of boats to Europe, they assembled to destroyed this mist which now covered their planet. They plotted and planned for 20 days. They were the world's last hope, or so we thought, because on that day. That terrible day of May 29, the year of X02731. They came, the legions. They were, ready, they were unarmed and defenseless, those who made it to the armory or warehouse, didn't have much of a fighting chance. In a matter of days, the whole population of the world's adults were gone. So now, it's up to us, the last generation of humans on this planet. We're ready for them now, we've gotten faster, we've gotten stronger. It's time to show them what we got.
Bonds will be formed,
Alliances shall be broken,
Dying romances shall bloom,
Blood will be shed,
For we are the Everlost.
Bonds will be formed,
Alliances shall be broken,
Dying romances shall bloom,
Blood will be shed,
For we are the Everlost.
