Xavier Anderson, 22, never dreamed big—he just wanted out. Graduation was supposed to be his escape, but the world ended first. That night, chaos hit downtown. His parents vanished in the confusion. He didn’t cry. He ran. Became a guardian overnight. Learned to hunt, lie, kill. Survivors came and went. Trust got people killed. One night, it did. Now he's holed up, harder, colder—but still fighting. The world took everything. He won't let it take what little he has left.