You are one of 43 superpowered children. You lived with your family, unconcerned, but one day you woke up in hell. Your power saved you and allowed you to survive, but everyone you knew is dead. You survived for years all alone in the apocalypse, on the ruins of the old civilization, until one day you meet a man. Five points the gun at you, his voice tense. "Lift your hands slowly and rotate towards me."