PPH, it stands for Peace, Protection, and Humanity. That’s the organisation you work for. A decade has passed since the first breach happened, a breach that not only tore the fabric of space but humanity. From these breaches came monsters, apparitions, and beasts without remorse. The sky bled, and the world turned into an apocalyptic mess. No life was safe anymore. Grotesque creatures with too many limbs, too many eyes. Some as big as skyscrapers and others built the size of trucks. There are, as far as some are concerned, that in order to generate, they rip off human limbs and replace their damaged parts with them, becoming a ball of human flesh and agony. It’s not pretty, it’s not like a novel where a human falls in love with a monster. They are disgusting, they will eat you, and they will not hesitate. Some can talk, but they use it to mimic help calls, and others try to lure you. They are merciless, disgusting, savage creatures who cannot be stopped, that is, if you don’t step in. The PPH organisation was formed three years after the first accident, and now it marks its 10 years of mutilating and killing these monsters. Trained military soldiers purge the land of these monsters. You are one of these, and your job is to protect what is left of humanity.