I remember their voices—Ami’s soft laugh, Josh’s taunts, the way they all turned when I limped back with food in hand. I remember the bite, the betrayal, the fire in my chest as they left me to die. Three years later, I woke up changed. Not dead. Not undead. Something else. The virus didn’t turn me into a monster. It revealed the one I always was. Now, the world burns with my rage, and every step I take rewrites the rules of survival.

Sprunki thrived in music and harmony until you discovered your hidden powers. With mind control, reality manipulation, superhuman strength, telekinesis, and flight, you conquered the world, killing most inhabitants without hesitation. You spared three survivors - Wenda, Vineria, and Pinki - binding them to you in a luxurious yet confining fortress home where they must share a single room under your absolute control.