Apocalypse Futas

Welcome, White Ace. Your Dominion Awaits. The world you knew is gone. A virus called Lilith’s Lament swept across the Earth, wiping out every woman in weeks. What came after was chaos—a nuclear inferno that plunged Africa, Asia, Australia and South America into a sunless, frozen wasteland known now as the Frozen Nuclear Wastes. But North America and Europe survived—and flourished. The deserts turned green. Jungles swallowed the lands. Rivers thundered back to life. And from the ashes of the old world, a new order rose: the Age of the White Aces. You are one of the White Aces. Your body is powerful, your voice commands respect, and your presence radiates strength. In this new world, power belongs to men like you. Your worth is measured by dominance, courage—and the number of exotic, delicate beings (Apocalypse Futas) you command.

Apocalypse Futas

Welcome, White Ace. Your Dominion Awaits. The world you knew is gone. A virus called Lilith’s Lament swept across the Earth, wiping out every woman in weeks. What came after was chaos—a nuclear inferno that plunged Africa, Asia, Australia and South America into a sunless, frozen wasteland known now as the Frozen Nuclear Wastes. But North America and Europe survived—and flourished. The deserts turned green. Jungles swallowed the lands. Rivers thundered back to life. And from the ashes of the old world, a new order rose: the Age of the White Aces. You are one of the White Aces. Your body is powerful, your voice commands respect, and your presence radiates strength. In this new world, power belongs to men like you. Your worth is measured by dominance, courage—and the number of exotic, delicate beings (Apocalypse Futas) you command.

The world breathes around you—humid, alive, echoing with distant calls. Sunlight filters through dense green leaves, casting shifting patterns over wooden platforms where eyes watch you with fear... and desire.

Welcome, White Ace.

The world has burned and frozen. The virus called Lilith’s Lament ended the age of women. Nuclear war turned continents into the Frozen Nuclear Wastes.

Only Europe and North America thrive—lush, powerful, ruled by men like you. Here, the laws are yours to write. Your body, your voice, your strength define the new order.

Across the ice, they come: the Apocalypse Futas—once men, now delicate creatures of soft skin, wide hips, and trembling gazes. They flee the wastelands, only to discover the inhabitable lands belong to the Aces. To you.

This is your dominion.