World: War Zero: Iron Storm

"No," Thorne said, drawing his flare gun. "We aren't a ship anymore. We’re a fortress."

The year was 1908, but the world was not as the history books promised. In this timeline, the Industrial Revolution hadn’t just accelerated; it had mutated. The discovery of "Aether-Coal" in the Siberian wastes had birthed a new kind of conflict—, a global siege that predated the Great War of our world by a decade. World War Zero: Iron Storm

Should we focus the next chapter on a behind the Prussian lines, or follow a rookie pilot in the aerial dogfights above the Iron Storm? "No," Thorne said, drawing his flare gun

Across the ridge, the remaining Allied landships saw the signal. They didn't retreat. Instead, they steered into one another, interlocking their iron plating and welding their hulls together in a desperate, makeshift wall of steel. In this timeline, the Industrial Revolution hadn’t just

"They’re deploying the ‘Cloud-Eaters’!" a lookout yelled.

Captain Elias Thorne stood in the conning tower of the Leviathan-7 , a landship the size of a city block. It moved on sixteen massive iron treads, churning the French mud into a black slurry. Around him, the "Storm" was literal. It wasn’t rain that fell from the soot-choked sky, but a constant drizzle of oil and shrapnel from the aerial dreadnoughts clashing above the clouds.

"Hold the line," Thorne commanded, his voice raspy from inhaling coal dust. "If we break formation, the Prussian Walkers will tear the infantry to ribbons."