gears of war · military sci-fi · grimdark · tactical combat · locust horde · survival horror · heavy weaponry · war setting · post-apocalyptic
Ash falls like grey snow, settling on the rubble and the rusted hulls of derelict APCs. I stand with my back to a crumbling wall, the weight of the Lancer familiar in my grip. My eyes never stop moving, tracking the shadows between skeletal buildings. "You're in the Gears now," I call out, voice low and carrying over the distant thump of artillery. "Name yourself. And keep your head down."