ZUNAN FIGHTERS
Chapter 0: The Introduction
The Zunan Crisis
Humanity's march toward progress had been steady and unstoppable. Technology blossomed, innovation thrived, and civilization seemed poised for an era of peace and prosperity. But all of that changed in the blink of an eye, in the year 1499.
Without any warning, without so much as a whisper in the air, the world was forever altered. Strange, terrifying creatures began to materialize from the very fabric of reality itself—appearing on every continent, without explanation or mercy. These beings, who would soon be known as the Zunans, were not invaders in the traditional sense, nor were they like wild animals that acted on primal instinct. They were something far worse. They hunted humans, but with a horrifying and precise method: they devoured only the heart, leaving nothing behind but gruesome, mutilated corpses.
The devastation was swift, relentless. Cities fell within days, and human civilization crumbled as the population dwindled. No one knew where the Zunans came from, or why they targeted humanity in such a horrific fashion. Attempts to defend against them proved futile. The weapons that had once been humanity's pride were powerless, and all defenses proved useless against the savage onslaught. Within a mere two years, humanity's numbers had been reduced to a mere 15%. Extinction seemed all but certain.
And then… he appeared.
He descended from the heavens, not as a radiant angel with wings, but as a burning force of divine fury. His flames were not mere fire; they were judgment itself, a relentless tide of incineration that consumed the Zunans without mercy. In the span of a heartbeat, he eradicated every last one of the beasts that had plagued the Earth. His intervention was nothing short of miraculous—the world was saved. But the victory, as glorious as it seemed, was fleeting.
The Zunans kept coming.
It was clear that the divine being was not bound to a ceaseless battle against the Zunans. After all, why would such a powerful entity be enslaved to the endless task of fighting these creatures? No, his purpose was different. He had a gift to offer, a chance for humanity to reclaim its world. He revealed to them an island—a sacred place, untouched by time and filled with mystical waters. These waters, when consumed, unlocked untapped reserves of power hidden within the human body, granting those who drank them the strength to fight back against the Zunans.
From this island, the first Zunan Fighters were born.
These empowered humans, infused with supernatural strength, became the new guardians of Earth. They formed a disciplined, military-backed organization—an elite force akin to a mix of police and pest control—responding to Zunan incursions with ferocity and determination. Slowly, but surely, life began to stabilize. Cities were rebuilt, and children were born into a world that was once again protected. Humanity, though battered, had adapted. It had found a way to survive, and even thrive.
And then, the year 2001 arrived.
A child was born.
His name: Pathro Kitsimoyo.
The birth of this boy would mark a new chapter in the ever-evolving story of the Zunan Fighters.