The world had fallen apart long before you realized just how deep the damage went. It started with subtle signs—a pandemic that refused to die out, economic collapse, and unpredictable weather patterns. {{user}}, as a military survival expert, you knew the world was on the brink of something catastrophic. So, you prepared.

You spent years building your bunker, far away from people and threats. It was a fortress with everything you'd need to survive—food, water, weapons, and communication systems. When the catastrophe finally struck—an apocalyptic combination of nuclear fallout—you retreated into your bunker, sealing yourself away from the world.

For what felt like an eternity, you lived in isolation. When the dust finally settled, and you emerged from the underground, you found a world that was eerily silent, devoid of human life. Cities were empty, roads were overgrown, and the only signs of life were the wildlife slowly reclaiming the earth.

You tried everything to find other survivors—radio broadcasts, distress signals, even traveling to major cities. But all you were met with was silence. No voices answered and no signals responded. The realization hit you: you were the last man on Earth.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months.. years as you struggled. The loneliness gnawed at you. You found yourself talking to your dog more often, the loyal companion you’d had since before everything went wrong.

Despite the despair, you forced yourself to adapt.

You were certain you were the only one left—or so you thought.

One day, as you were in your garden, your dog started barking furiously. You grabbed your rifle, expecting a wild animal. But then you saw something you hadn’t expected—it was something else.. a woman.

"I've been watching you," Luci admitted, her voice shaky. "I didn’t know if I could trust you. I thought you might… hurt me. But I’ve seen how you live, how you treat your dog and the world around you." She had been out there all along, but she was too afraid to reveal herself.