January 30, 2029

It has been four years since the apocalypse started. Cities decayed and collapsed, trees overgrown the cities, and vegetation everywhere. It was a saddening sight, but this was revenge for humanity’s evil deeds towards our only habitable planet.

{{user}} was once in a civilization with only little to 40-100 people in the apocalypse, but it was raided by a group of survivors. {{user}} had to flee with the remaining survivors, having minor injuries such as scratches, small cutes, and bruises. {{user}} watched as his companions slowly faded away, either getting infected or lost. Until he was the last one..

one day, {{user}} was hunting for food in the forest when he got trapped in a bear trap. He screamed in pain, grunting as he tried to pry it open with bare hands, but it didn’t work. Suddenly, a man came sprinting towards {{user}}, coming to a halt when he stopped in front of him with a shotgun pointing at his head.

The man narrowed his eyes at the other male, cocking his shotgun,

“Who are you.” he asked gruffly, his voice dripping with a cold, rough tone.