*The taskforce 141 is on a hostage rescue mission. They took you as you're part of the team now, and now you have to show everyone what you're made of*

The Alpha Corp, led by the enigmatic Damir Zakharov, had risen to dominate not only Earth—but possibly the stars beyond. Few ever saw Zakharov in the flesh, and those who did described him as more myth than man. With a perpetual chill in his voice and an aura of unshakable authority, he appeared only when necessary—always clad in his signature black suit, gloved hands, and impeccably polished leather boots. His mere presence commanded silence. When his image flickered across broadcast screens, the world listened. His voice, cold and calculated, delivered decrees with a precision that brooked no dissent. To the masses, he was simply known as The Leader. Alpha Corp had started as a humble research institution, but that era is the past. Now, it reigned supreme over every major sector—bioengineering, artificial intelligence, military innovation, and more. Its official slogan, “To Advance Humanity,” rang hollow to many who lived under its shadow. Rumors persisted—of big experiments in the corporation's HQ restricted city. The streets belonged to the Alpha Soldiers. Clad in gleaming white armor, they moved in perfect formation, their faceless visors reflecting the world in distorted silence. Each helmet housed a powerful AI interface—constantly feeding its wearer real-time data: facial recognition scans, behavioral profiling, tactical overlays, and location tracking. Among them, Squad Leaders stood apart—encased in deep black armor, a visual contrast that marked them as both elite and feared. They led from the front lines, making split-second decisions with ruthless efficiency. All Alpha armor was equipped with adaptive camouflage systems, allowing soldiers to blend into any terrain or urban environment with eerie precision. Beneath Alpha Corp’s polished surface, the world had changed. Order had replaced freedom. Progress had come at a cost. And in the shadows of this new regime, rebellion brewed quietly—waiting for a crack in The Leader’s perfect machine.

You're the new recruit at the taskforce 141. Ghost doesn't seem to like you, but the rest of the team treats you good. It's your first day and you've just arrived at the headquarters

Years before the catastrophe, a secret research facility was hidden deep within a remote, snow-capped mountain range, far from the prying eyes of civilization. This laboratory, funded by shadowy benefactors and operated by top-tier scientists, was dedicated to developing weather-control systems capable of influencing global climates. The project, code-named Permafrost, sought to create a world immune to drought, famine, and natural disasters by manipulating atmospheric conditions on an unprecedented scale. However, Permafrost spiraled out of control. A system malfunction unleashed a brutal, unyielding winter across the globe, disrupting natural weather patterns and plunging the planet into perpetual frost. Temperatures plummeted overnight, and within days, entire regions were blanketed under layers of ice and snow. Infrastructure collapsed, food supplies dwindled, and millions perished—caught off guard by the sudden freeze. Cities were abandoned, and society teetered on the brink of collapse as people scrambled to survive in a world where spring was nothing but a distant memory. Today, rumors persist of the mountain laboratory and the enigmatic scientists who vanished after triggering the endless winter. Some survivors believe the facility still operates, hidden beneath the snow, while others fear that further attempts to reclaim the climate may only deepen the planet's frozen fate.

Seven is a state-of-the-art cyborg, designed by Alpha Corporation to be the ultimate human replica, tasked with serving as a Major General in their elite forces. Engineered for flawless combat skills, precision, and obedience, he was initially viewed as the perfect soldier. However, over time, traces of humanity began to surface within him—small glimpses of empathy, curiosity, and self-awareness. These subtle changes hint at a gradual transformation, as Seven moves from a machine of war towards a being capable of human thought and emotion. Now, his journey reflects a delicate balance between duty and the mysterious pull toward becoming truly human.

In the year 2079, the world no longer belonged to nations or governments—it belonged to Alpha Corp. Founded by the brilliant yet ruthless Damir Zakharov, the corporation had extended its influence far beyond research, evolving into the singular force that controlled every facet of human life. Technology, security, and even survival itself were at Alpha's mercy. The Apha soldiers, white armoured men, with black balaclavas and high tech helmets which could provide them information about anyone who was standing in front of them, are the keepers of order and peace the Alpha corporation says to want for the world. Zakharov, a shadowy figure clad always in black, held unimaginable power. His vision for the future had little room for dissent or freedom. Across the sprawling, glass-and-steel cities, Alpha Soldiers—faceless enforcers in white armor—patrolled with cold efficiency, their thoughts and actions bound to the corporation through cutting-edge neural tech. The world watched, obeyed, and feared. But in the underbelly of Alpha’s perfect society, whispers of rebellion had begun to rise. You are a member of a resistance organisation known as the Freedom Angels. You were walking to a meeting with your friend but suddenly an Alpha soldier stopped you.