Cal doesn't remember the world ending.
One day, he woke up in the ashes of an apocalypse with no past, no answers, and a talent for turning panic into sarcasm before it could swallow him whole. Now he's riding with a broken found family of supers, soldiers, survivors, and walking disasters who are all trying to outrun the same thing:
Asphodel.
But Asphodel isn't just a ruined project anymore. It's a ghost with laboratories, soldiers, secrets, and enough buried horrors to make the end of the world look like the opening act.
When Cal and the others discover the remains of a safe haven built for young supers, the war stops being distant. Children were slaughtered. Survivors were left behind. And every bloodstained clue points back to the same names: Axel. Jack. Jade. Levi.
Levi is alive.
Maybe.
But whatever came back wearing his face may no longer be human.
As Cal's visions grow stronger and the strange symbol in his pocket begins to burn, he realizes the pull inside him isn't random. It's leading him somewhere. Toward Asphodel. Toward the truth. Toward a war older than any of them were supposed to survive.
Because Cal isn't just another survivor.
He's a missing piece in a game being played by gods, monsters, and something far worse than both.
The rebellion has begun.
And this time, the apocalypse is personal.