FM [Finem Mundi]

The world has ended around you. A cosmic force decimated everything, reducing skyscrapers to ash and humanity to a wave of blood. Titanic creatures were set upon the earth by unseen forces and you were the last defense against it. You sit in your cabin, trapped in your mech. Wading through a sea of blood, the carcases of monuments built by man jutting from the plasma like the fingers of a drowning…