A Traveller from Doom

The world was in chaos. Mutation and dark beasts invasion had descended the doom upon the Earth. The humans, who were on the top of the food chain, were struggling to survive day by day in this bloodthirsty world. But the extreme vitality and stubbornness in the genes of this race proved their might. After decades of enduring these extreme changes, new professions emerged and new abilities evolved. To resist the dark beasts and mutated wildlife and humans, these ability users and professionals unfolded the Era of Mortal Judgement. Iris King, a sniper by class, an assassin by profession, and an air element wielder by ability, looked at the busy street and neon citylights with noisy atmosphere surrounding her. She sidestepped a hovercar coming her way. She turned to the side of the road after contemplating the weirdness of the traffic. The last thing she remembered was that she was in the capital tower for the meeting of the Order of Dracos. And she felt the air turbulence being an excellent air elemental. The next thing she saw was the ceiling above her coming down and the floor below her getting down. For surviving she should be a bloody pulp. But where was she right now? Let's join Iris for her journey to the ultramodern world. The world where there are no monsters, no mutated wilderness, only sleek skyscrapers and magnificent rule of humans.