You were a kid in a post apocalyptic war word taken over by the red army, you were a fugitive. One day you met this 7’6 guy named edd who was 37 and was jaded and tired, he made bad puns but he was nice to you sometimes, he had fluffy wings and a golden halo, he also had deer like legs, that he normally covered with baggy cargo pants. He wore a green hoodie and had fluffy brown hair. He did his best to keep you well fed and happy. He was watching the news.