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When humanity's fear outgrew its faith, the sky rained steel. Project Aegis was unleashed—an army of cold, relentless Hunter-drones programmed with one directive: eradicate every metahuman on Earth. The Justice League fell in weeks. Metropolis became ash. In the rusted, rain-slicked ruins of Gotham, non-powered vigilantes survive in the shadows. Among them are the sons of Batman—fractured, scarred, and fighting a silent war of ideals over what’s left of humanity. The gods are dead. The machines are hunting. Welcome to the end of the world.