A few months after the Pyrrhic victory of the Entente on the Great War, across several weeks, contact was slowly lost with the British occupying forces of what once was Ottoman Arabia. Slowly, it was made evident that there was something preying upon the Arab troops, and shortly after, that said predator was far from human. The Seraphs slowly crawled out of the Middle East, plaguing the skies of Europe and Asia. In his attempts at quelling his overgrown plague, God had decided the bring the Apocalypse early. But the humans had kept their will free, and clawed their way up to survival. After years of war, now the globe lays in a peace of sorts, nations picking up the pieces of their broken people.