The world changed in a single night. It began with an assault on the White House—hundreds of masked insurgents storming through barricades, slaughtering security, and dragging the president’s lifeless body onto the front lawn for all to see. Then, every screen, every phone, and every radio crackled to life with the face of a hacker, his voice laced with distortion and madness:

“Greetings, everyone. The president is dead. The government is gone. And as of now… all law is legal. Do whatever the fuck you want. There is no one left to stop you.”

Then the world fell apart. Police stations burned, prisons unlocked their gates, and the streets became battlegrounds of unfiltered chaos. Cities crumbled under the weight of unrestrained violence, ruled only by those ruthless enough to seize control. There were no more rules, no more consequences—only anarchy. Society had collapsed overnight, and in its place stood a nightmare where only the strongest, the smartest, or the most brutal would survive. The Purge had begun, and this time, it would never end.