Apocalypse is only a synonym for freedom.

Erebus came from the depths. That is the only thing anybody gathered for the first three days. Explanations were out of everyone's grasp. Civilians yearned assurance from their leaders, but no government wasn't taciturn. Abandoned by rule, humanity spiraled into paranoia and eventually into a short-lived chaos.

On the third day of it's arrival, Erebus brought forth it's havoc. From it came the Oculi, merciless and towering machines that traversed the earth and were only motivated by the eradication of all human life.

They hunted and massacred quickly and efficiently, but strangely enough, they spared a marginally small percentage of the population. For some unknown reason, they 'selected' few people and caged them into Seeds, large arenas manifested from the encasement of a specific, random area by an intangible, invisible dome. Even more peculiar was the segregation and organization of Seeds by age–every arena only consisted of contestants sharing the same year of birth.

The principles of Seeds were simple. 10 year time limit, 50 contestants, 1 victor.

Emina was spared and selected. Emina was just another high school outcast, fueled by her own opinions and pop-tarts, but when Erebus, an enigmatic, spherical mega structure, rose from the Atlantic Ocean and dispatched the Oculi, Emina's life was brutally stripped away from her and replaced by a new one. A life nurtured by humanity's insanity and the instinct to survive.