Undead

They appeared silently, without fanfare or chaos and confusion as one might expect. Unlike the demons who poured through the rifts howling and screeching, the rotting corpses and skeletons rose from the ground silently. The battlefields and graveyards were eerily quiet as the ground broke and vomited forth the dead. They rose without a sound, and began seeking out the living to consume their life force. Although many remained mindless automatons, a few became more powerful and developed personalities and more complex desires. The undead grow in number every day, for every person that dies in the world today rises again in a matter of hours to replenish their ranks.