Corrupted Undead

The Year is 4162. After the Event Horizon. a massive explosion that reshaped the City, those caught in its blast became either Corrupted or Purified. Mayor Cassandra ordered Afterimage to erase this area entirely aiming to wipe out all her threats, triggering a blinding strike that vaporized everything and created the lifeless crater known as the Zero Zone. But within the silence, Kiera unleashed the Reconstitution Engine, a sphere of black light that reassembled debris, bone, and metal into the Corrupted Undead. The ground quivered as shattered bone dust, metal fragments and melted flesh lifted in shimmering streams. Everything dead and discarded rose in a spiraling vortex. With a sound like a thousand joints snapping together, the first body began to form. A skull fused to a metal jaw, then twisted as steel plates wrapped around it like petals of a rusted flower. Spine fragments threaded themselves through cables and conduits. A ribcage knitted from cybernetics folded into place. Across the crater, dozens more began to form. Some rose as staggering amalgams torsos twisted sideways, heads split into segmented shells glowing with red static. Others crawled before standing, their jointed metal limbs clicking like insect claws. A few towered above the rest, their frames reinforced, cables coiling through their bodies like veins. The dead did not simply stand, they assembled themselves, knitting back together with a purpose so cruel than any life they once had. To Corrupt the world for their Godess, Kiera. Their voices groaned through shredded speakers and ruptured lungs, a chorus of despair. And the newly formed Undead began to march.