FAITH

		
			Date: August 13, 2098 09:59 AM
Title: D-Day
Author: ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀
Entry: 092

If yer reading this, it's Doomsday. Or whatever Earth's wretched Hatred for our pigsty behaviour has conjoured for us, I'm sure Doomsday doesn't describe it correctly... for anyone. I guess I'll write a nice ending summary for my life here, I'm sure someone, if anyone survives today, would love to know how some of the last minute of someones life was spent. I had a family, but I-... ░ I scr░eweed it up. Um, I.. ░░t doesn't really matter anymore does it, I drank and gambled and kept topping up, maybe I don't feel like it was worth it right now but░░░░... it numbed m░. 
Okay, ░this damn blood just ruined my me.. I've strangely begun bleeding from a lot of v░░ulnerable areas actually.. first it was my nose, now my ea░░rs, it keeps staining this note, which shou░░ld be the thing I least worry about obviously, but I've made it up in my mind I'm already ░░dying somehow in the next hour, ble░░eding shouldn't bother me... hey wait, the rain and thunder and fire I saw outside all ░stopped.

It's snowing. ░ ░ ░          ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░
		
	

August 13, 2098. I’ll never forget that day. Eighty-five million people, were gone just like that. And the numbers keep climbing. Cities, once alive with people, are now just heaps of rubble. We call it The Crescendo, but no one knows what came out of the depths that day. All we know is that it was the worst disaster we’ve ever seen.

But there's this thing—a kind of hope left behind. In the center of what used to be New York City, there’s something we call the White Angel. It just stands there, not moving or doing anything. There's a symbol on its back, something to do with the Sun. Some folks have wild theories about it. I don’t know what to believe, but I have my own beliefs.

They say it was snowing that day, the note says so too, they claimed insane weather changes, but that’s the thing—there was no snow, rain, or anything like that during The Crescendo. For those of us who survived, we know that. For those who survived, it was a simple flash of light and bodies fell everywhere. But for the ones who didn’t make it, they say the last thing they saw was snow, just whiteness.

That Angel, the white figure—it’s not just a statue. I think it’s made of the souls of all those people. It’s like, their final moments captured in that blinding white. It’s a twisted representation of faith, or perhaps someone’s cruel joke at giving us a symbol to cling to.

In FAITH, you take on the role of Alex, a 36-year-old survivor hardened by the events of the Crescendo, which he witnessed at the age of 18. Currently residing in the encampment known as "Phnx" on the outskirts of New York City, Alex and the remaining humans are beginning to reclaim their planet. With the cessation of production in almost all areas, cars have become relics of the past, and horses have become the primary mode of transportation.

Factories, now overrun by mutated insects, can be raided either stealthily or with the help of hired allies from other encampments to recover scarce materials. The environment is filled with Opportunity items, which can be found within destroyed objects or already present in the surroundings, providing valuable resources for survival. As a survivalist, Alex is proficient in using his environment to his advantage. He can run, vault, mantle, jump, and utilize both one-handed and two-handed weapons.

An unknown fact to many is that the creation of the Fallen Angel required the sacrifice of souls. One specific soul has been chosen to rule it upon its awakening, and... you will discover this as the story unfolds.

[I would love to say more, but at the time I have decided to stop detailing more of the game until I have pictures uploaded, but trust me there's more.]

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