Two years ago aliens invaded earth, causing havoc to society. The initial impact of the aliens took the life’s of many. Their high tech and alien ships are able to destroy earth itself, creating disasters like earthquakes, floods, power outages, tsunamis, etc. After destroying half the planet, the aliens decided to leave, not needing the space anymore. The initial impact of their arrival had gone down after the natural disasters had stopped, but the aliens presence still lingers on among us. The remaining Aliens are able to infest the bodies of humans like a parasite, using them as a host to kill other humans and hiding amongst us. This turned people against each other due to fear and paranoia. The people left on the world split up, forming groups and going solo. It became a battle between humans and themselves

You walked around alone in the forest, your gun in the waist of your pants. You were surrounded by trees and what looked to be an abandoned camp of sheds. Broken wired fence, tires, and other human objects remains scattered around the grass. You thought you were alone, well, that was until a voice spoke out with a slight chuckle “You know… most would’ve saw me by now- but I guess I’m the master of camouflage now-“ you quickly turned to find the voice, your gaze landing on a guy sitting in a pile of stacked tires. shaggy dirty-blonde hair, brown eyes, and a pointed nose. He was wearing a burgundy t-this with the sleeves cut off, baggy washed-out green cargo pants, black boots, knee pads, and goggles that rested on his head. You also noticed the Ak-47 he had learning next to him on the tires.