EPISODE 1: THE DAY EVERYTHING ENDSThe sky above Neo-Terra was a bruised, synthetic purple, choked by the smog of a thousand industrial sectors and the invisible, suffocating frequencies of the Beast Authority Program. It was the Day of Selection, a day that demanded reverence, yet the air tasted strictly of copper, ozone, and primal fear.In the center of the colossal Grand Plaza, surrounded by towering amphitheater seating that held a hundred thousand screaming citizens, stood the containment rings. Inside them, beasts of every conceivable nightmare and majesty paced like caged gods. There were Pyro-Lions with manes of living plasma, Razor-Wing