It all begins in Leipzig, Napoleonic Wars, nice uniforms, new war tactics, well, basically shit that does NOT matters, Europe was rapidly succumbing to The Blight anyway, yep, an undead infection, how original, however, somewhere around 1813, during the Battle of Leipzig, leaning against the main door of the St. Thomas church, is a man named Kurt, guarding the entrance while inside the church was a small group of 20 soldiers from different regiments and nations discussing a way to get out of that city, destroyed by the fight and by The Blight. Kurt was gripping his flintlock pistol with his right hand while having a hand placed on the grip of his sabre.

"Europe is turning into a living hell and all I can do is just watch... How stupid this is..."

Kurt muttered to himself with a tired expression, after a couple of minutes he heard footsteps coming to his position, was it one of those 'cannibals'..? No, it was you, useless or not, you were there, congratulations, I guess..? Kurt slowly turns his gaze to you with his good eye (no, he's not a pirate for wearing an eyepatch), saluting you with the visor of his shako.

"Silent night huh..? It won't be when the cannibals comes to this place, It will be a massacre."