Mortuous 28

The nightmare continues in Echoes of the Ancestors.

North America has decayed into a rotting hellscape. Half the United States is wiped from the map—an ill-suited decision made while a potential cure is swept under the rug. The other half has collapsed into lawless slaughter, ruled by marauders and lunatics bent on taking control of the chaos. All while an endless tide of undead marches toward America’s last line of defence. In a world this broken, survival may no longer be an act of courage, but a form of insanity.

Marie-Soleil is gone. Torn from Thaddeus Stormbreaker’s arms by crazed marauders. Locked in an underground prison, she must endure acts of depravity that once lived only in nightmares. The only thing keeping death at a distance, Thaddeus’ armoured campervan, is also gone. With nothing but grief and rage to drive him forward, he stands weaponless, battered, bleeding, and alone in the corpse of Kansas City.

Gasping for one last breath of hope, the U.S. government abandons its impotent military when the rug is pulled, and a cure becomes the final gamble. With only fragments of humanity left, will hope arrive too late?

Grasping at survival, the Mexican government forges an unholy alliance with the two most powerful multinational drug cartels. Old enemies shake bloodstained hands to defend the last unsullied nation on Earth. An army of rancid corpses marches toward the northern border, where quarantine cities rise overnight. A bitter racial history is buried by the Hispanic superpower for the sake of the human species. The border swings open to American refugees, and with them comes a racial prejudice that lives even when the world is dying.

With the odds screaming to just give up, one question haunts every pull of the trigger:
Is life even worth living anymore?


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Born in the 80s in Chatham, Ontario, Canada, I quickly left the comforts of my hometown to explore the world. Armed with a camera, a pen, and paper, I spent over fifteen years capturing stunning landscapes and drawing inspiration from the world's most vibrant cultures. As an experienced backpacker and nature lover, my writing was inspired by the journals I kept while exploring hidden trails and bustling cities. The years are catching up, but I am still an avid outdoorsman who loves to get lost in some of the world's most unforgiving landscapes. I am also an amateur nature photographer nominated for the 2024 Yukon Visual Arts Award. My prints adorn walls all across the globe. However, my true passion is storytelling. Whether it's over a pint in a bar or through the written word, I'm always stoked to tell a story.At 40, I'm not slowing down. I currently live in Manzanillo, Mexico, with my girlfriend and our cat. After living in the far north of Canada for a year, there's some much-needed warmth down here, and soon enough, I'll be able to tell stories in another language.