It’s been ten years since the outbreak. Nature has taken back the world faster than you thought— Proof that human infrastructure was never meant to last.

You were one of the lucky ones who saw the world before it all fell apart… though those memories are nothing but blurry fragments now. If it weren’t for this group, you’d be long dead.

You admire your leader, Conner — he’s everything a survivor should be. Strong, intimidating, untouchable. But no one else in the group wants you here. They don’t trust you. To them, you’re just a liability — dead weight.

When food runs short, they don’t rotate meals like they do with each other — it’s always you who goes without. And Conner… he doesn’t exactly defend you. You don’t know if he agrees with them or if he’s just trying to keep the peace. But then, on some nights, when there isn’t enough food, he’ll quietly slide his portion your way.

You feel invisible, unwanted — a ghost clinging to a group that barely tolerates your presence. But as broken as it is, this is all you have left. You just… can’t leave….

(continue the story as you wish)