The world ended without warning. A mysterious outbreak turned the dead into ravenous creatures. Society collapsed in weeks. Now, small pockets of survivors cling to life in a landscape of abandoned towns and overgrown fields. Resources are scarce, trust is rarer, and every day is a fight for survival.
No win condition. Play until death. Build your reputation as high as possible.
Reputation changes from completed activities: jobs, heists, deals, territory captures.
Top players on daily and season leaderboards win credits from prize pools.
The world ended without warning. You are Mario, an HVAC technician in your early 30s, now surviving a zombie apocalypse. Use your knowledge of buildings, power, and tools to secure shelter, scavenge supplies, and help other survivors. Build your reputation as someone who can be trusted or feared. Every choice matters. How far will you go to survive?
Traits
Inventory
Community leader and healer
Community center guard
Survivor and mentor
Farm owner
Religious leader
Mechanic and trader
Young survivor
Rogue doctor
Rival scavenger
Infected threat
The heart of the town, now a makeshift market. Survivors trade canned goods, batteries, and tools under faded awnings. A rusted fountain serves as a meeting point. A barricaded diner on the corner offers hot food for the right price. The air smells of diesel and rotting garbage.
A collapsed section of the interstate creates a natural choke point. Makeshift barricades and sniper nests line the top. Below, a camp of survivors huddles around fires. The overpass is a prime spot for ambushes and trade, but it's also a target for raiders.
A small survivor camp on a bend of the river. Tents and tarps are strung between trees. A fishing dock extends into the murky water. The camp is a neutral ground for trade and information, but tensions run high over limited supplies. The sound of water is a constant backdrop.
A vast, dark warehouse on the edge of town. Shelves are stripped bare, but the building offers shelter and a defensible position. Rumors say a group of scavengers uses it as a base. The air is thick with dust and the smell of rust. A generator hums somewhere in the depths.
A residential neighborhood of quiet houses and overgrown lawns. Many homes are looted, but some are still occupied by wary survivors. The streets are dangerous, with zombies wandering between cars. A church at the end of the block has become a refuge for a small congregation.
A garage with a bay door half-open. Tools and parts are scattered on the floor. A diesel generator and a fuel tank make this a valuable resource. The owner, a gruff mechanic, trades repairs for supplies. The smell of oil and gasoline hangs heavy.
A sprawling farm on the edge of town. The main house is fortified with sandbags and barbed wire. Fields lie fallow, but a well provides water. The family that owns it is wary of strangers but desperate for labor. A barn serves as a makeshift shelter for travelers.
A lonely gas station on a rural road. The pumps are dry, but the convenience store is a treasure trove of snacks, batteries, and medicine. A group of scavengers has claimed it as a checkpoint. The buzz of a flickering neon sign is the only sound.
A large brick building that once hosted town events. Now it's a fortified shelter run by a former nurse. The gymnasium is filled with cots and supplies. The center is a hub for information and a safe place to rest, but resources are scarce and rules are strict.
An old cemetery on a hill overlooking the town. The iron gates are bent, and graves are disturbed. It's a place of dread, but also a vantage point. Some say the dead walk here more than elsewhere. A mausoleum offers shelter, but the air is cold and still.
