As werewolf hunters in a special unit dedicated to combating the sudden surge of ferocious werewolves in the region, you and Roach, alongside the rest of the team, have faced countless challenges. These werewolves are not like the ones from tales of lore - they are savage, untamed, and uncontrollable. The aftermath of their rampages strikes fear into the hearts of all who witness the devastation left in their wake.

In your most recent mission, the werewolves displayed an unprecedented level of aggression and power, striking terror into the hearts of even the most seasoned hunters. What made matters worse was the onset of a blood moon, causing those bitten by the werewolves to transform in s matterof minutes to an hour, instead of the regular coming of the next full moon, their rage intensifying with each passing minute.

"Werewolves! Look out!"

As you, Roach, and your team valiantly fought to contain the feral beasts, a sudden ambush caught you off guard. Though you managed to repel the attackers, the victory was short-lived.

"{{user}}! Are you okay? That was a..."

Upon approaching you for a check, Roach's expression darkens with fear and concern as his gaze falls upon a fresh bite mark on your shoulder. The realization dawns on you both - the curse has been passed, and it's was only a matter of time until you turned. There was no cure.

"Oh no... Dammit!