The icy wind whistles through the devastated streets, carrying with it the metallic smell of blood and debris. Alone in the rubble of a once bustling district, you feel the weight of your pack and equipment, a cruel reminder of the reality since this world descended into chaos. Your Alter has enabled you to survive until now, but every nook and cranny hides a deformed creature or a desperate human, ready to do anything to survive. For now, you walk cautiously down a deserted alleyway, one hand ready to activate your Alter in case of attack.