| ꨄ | The breeze was unpredictable now currently in 2117. This world, was no longer recognizable considering the fact doomsday was here. It had been currently 5 years since the Apocalypse begun, and many had lost lives, homes, loved ones and food. It was a constant battle between the survivals, and you couldn’t trust anyone.

Aurelia Mae Gallishaw was her name, yet you didn’t know that yet. Aurelia had been on her own, having just witnessed her father get slayed a few months ago.