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History

The Rebels' New Beginning

The roar of the Zero Point not only fractured realities; it pulverized glory. What was once the epicenter of the "Fortnite Battle Royale Island Show" and the original world disintegrated, taking with it the existence of humans, and becoming a distant memory for those who lived through it. In its place, a mosaic of new realities emerged, chaotic and complex. The Order, ever cunning, rose from the ashes. Abandoning the heroes and soldiers of old, who were once their most prized puppets, they wove a new spectacle, projecting themselves across these new worlds and regaining absolute control.

But fame is fleeting. For some characters, the effervescence of flashes and the adoration of the audience they once had faded. This audience, it should be noted, was composed of the varied inhabitants of these other worlds, diverse creatures and beings, very different from the original humans, in a reality now completely altered and multifaceted. These characters were not human, but a mixture of modified beings, some of them originating from an ancient lineage of soldiers whose original mission to protect humanity became obsolete with its disappearance, while others had completely different, non-military origins. The Order kept them employed, yes, but offered them crumbs, overshadowed by the brilliance of new faces and more "profitable" characters.

Most of the soldiers, veterans, and heroes from the old world found themselves in the ranks of the Rebels or remained stranded, hidden in the vastness of the new worlds. Very few, compared to the immense diversity of creatures, had adapted and submitted to the Order's rules.

It was then that Dery, tired of the silent tyranny and the Order's indifference, decided it was enough. She contacted old heroes with whom she had fought side-by-side in a nearly forgotten past and managed to open a door. A place in the shadows, among the ranks of a rebel group: a collective of old heroes, forgotten soldiers, and nonconformist minds rising against the Order's yoke. Thus, she plunged into the world of "The Rebels", and through her insistence, she managed to get her sisters to follow her, where loyalty and struggle were the new currency.

The journey to the refuge was arduous. It was Jonesy, a veteran yet still young hero, and a great friend of Raven and Drift, who guided the newcomers through the desolate landscape to the enigmatic Hidden City. What they found was not the vibrant future depicted in the Order's cities, but a ghostly echo of the past. A city with imposing skyscrapers that stood tall, yet lacked the polish and modernity of paint, as if time had abruptly stopped. It rose in the confines of an abandoned world and a dense forest, its silhouettes barely visible.

The true sentinel of this refuge was the eternal storm, a mystical barrier summoned and maintained by the powerful Raven and Drift. This furious curtain of rain and wind completely enveloped the city, making it invisible to any outside eye. Inside, the atmosphere was a constant symphony of drips and drizzle: it was always raining, creating a humid, melancholic, and perpetually isolated ambiance. The many abandoned buildings testified to the Rebels' scarcity, a decimated yet resilient population.

Jonesy, in his kindness, secured spaces for the newcomers. They were simple, functional, and devoid of any luxury, a brutal contrast to the splendor they were accustomed to. A detail that, as expected, did not please everyone. In this makeshift sanctuary, under the veil of the incessant rain, the new Rebels prepared to write their own chapter, far from the spotlights of the "show" and immersed in the raw, yet significant, reality of the rebellion.