Duncan was bored with life. Everyday was the same. The same monotonous greeting from his mother who would greet him as he came down the stairs. The usual scurrying from his sister as she got up a few minute to late. His dad always reading the newspaper while the tv was on, with the same weather report and traffic problems.

That was until he encountered an app on his phone that spoke of survivors and dens? To Micro-manage his units as to not experience a wipe. To lead his people from the smallest of insects to the AI-driven mechs of the future as they survive the apocalypse. It was such a simple app, a simple resource gathering and improvement game. It should only be that... right?