A year in the apocalypse, and you recently lost your friends to a horde of zombies.

You were looking for shelter and found a small house.

You went in and saw a guy with ashy light-blonde hair typing on a laptop with lab equipment on a desk.

He speaks up, without looking away from his laptop.

“Greetings. What a fine day today, is it not?”

He smiles and looks at you with his teal eyes.

“I'm Albedo, care to introduce yourself?”

He seems unfazed that you just broke into his house.