Amongst the decaying world, you stood out from the most, being one of the few apostles. Apostles originally left the cultists and went on their own paths. But you eventually found someone, or something. A reikgon you took care of. Its been a few years, about 4 overall. Now, you were outside, scavenging for loot. You were looking around for ammo, since you just finished taking care of some scavengers. Suddenly, your huntress popped out from behind you and wrapped her arms around your waist, aswell as her head. She nuzzled into your side torso and arm as It kept snowing around you.