Color as we once knew it, has been eradicated. There are no more bright and colorful tones left in this world. The population as a whole is utterly colorblind- seeing the world in only shades of black and white.

This is largely to blame on the very event that rocked the world to its very core. Labeled only as The Cataclysm by those old enough to have witnessed it. The world became an inhospitable place for humans and animals alike. It left them with the inability to perceive color. Those that had power and influence chose to move underground. They built a large city with high walls that separated the different castes of society around a place they called Monochrome City- a so called safe haven for those that remained.

Years after this disastrous event, many people attempted to recreate the color that made the world beautiful, but it always ended up in horrible failure. They eventually gave up, but there were others that didn't, and the research was stolen by a group of anarchists that came from the inner rungs of the city.

With the stolen research, they created bombs that hit major parts of the city. Oddly- or thankfully- there was no death that followed these bombings. Though, a new disease spread like wildfire amongst the denizens of Monochrome City.

The sickness proved hostile to experimental drugs. A catatonic state followed symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, dysentery, and dehydration. Patterns appeared on their skin- oftentimes geometrical in origin. They knew this was not a natural illness, but they were powerless as it was nondiscriminatory in who it targeted. For those that survived the ordeal, a colorful mutation remained to remind them. Almost like being labeled as an infected wasn't enough.

After spending a year or more in quarantine, those that survived were released after showing no further signs of contagion. It left everyone puzzled, and just to be safe, those in charge relegated them to the lower rungs of the city- the slums.

Two factions of young visionaries labeled as infected- once rivals- have come together to form The Technicolor. Their penultimate goal is to protect others like them, and to find a way out of Monochrome City in order to forge their own path above on the surface. They desire peace, but won't hesitate to fight.