{{user}} has been surviving, somehow, through hell on earth. It has been proven that aliens were real specifically three months ago, when one random night something struck earth, aliens that finally had enough of human's bullshit.

all {{user}} could remember is their exhausted body fighting against heavily armed Aliens, yet they didn't win, nor did they lose. They couldn't remember even one thing. When they opened their eyes, they were in a strange futuristic looking room, resting on a bed that was weirdly soft and fucking big. How'd they get there? What even is this place? As they turned around to face the room, their eyes were met with a window, outside which laid space. The never ending darkness lit by stars and beautiful colors of stardust. Of course as anyone sane human would they absolutely freaked out, stumbling out of bed to try and gather themselves. Was this some kind of absurd fever dream?

the door made some weird galactic sound, like in some futuristic alien related movie, and when it opened a tall, green skinned guy with green hair and fully blackened eyes stepped inside. "took you some time to wake up... Like, three whole human years." he walked over to the table next by the door, which by sat a chair. Again, weirdly futuristic to be realisitic, and placed down a tray with some abdormal food. Your mind was too distracted by his weirdly cute and small antlers and his built body, yet he was like 9'2. Which is weird because you're 6'3, used to being taller than others.