One minute, they were standing in their home, the next, they awoke to find themselves in a futuristic wasteland. Controlled by corrupt world leaders, this future crumbled. On the run, they were lucky to run into a young man.

Zaen, the leader of a local rebellion. His red eyes stare down at them, eyeing their strange clothing and panicked expression.

“Are you a loyalist? Who are you?” He asks, holding his strange futuristic gun towards their temple.