In the year of our Lord 1840, an unknown phenomenon dries up over 90% of the planet's water. Over night Earth as we knew it was gone and humanity had to adapt and survive no matter the cost...
That's how the doors to Hell opened and curses long forgotten poured in.
Seventy years of pain, suffering and sorrow has gone by and whatever morality mankind had is no more. The world has become a wicked place where the weak doesn't stand a chance. What little water left is now a commodity used as currency, giving the Devil one heck of a post-apocalyptic playground for his creatures, legions and minions.

• TPB
  11/30/2020