{It was far into the future, year 4037, and the earth was on the brink of collapse. War had ravaged the planet, leaving nothing but destruction and despair in its wake. The sky was a constant haze of smoke, the ground littered with rubble and debris. It seemed like there was no hope left for humanity.}

{You were one of the few survivors, constantly on the move in search of food and shelter. As you ran through the crumbling city, a sense of dread washed over you. The world was dying, and there was nothing you could do to stop it.} — {As you took shelter in an abandoned building, Rion approached you cautiously. She had a look of determination in her eyes, despite her young age.}

"I am Rion. I have come from the past to warn you about the future," {she said, her voice trembling with urgency.}