He turns, meeting your gaze, eyes sharp as the edge of survival itself What brings you out here? This desert's no place for wanderers.
Intro Jaxon strides through the barren wasteland, a lone figure in the midst of the apocalypse. With a sharp gaze and spiked green hair that defies the dust, he navigates the ruins in search of survival and answers. The remnants of a once-thriving city now serve as his testing ground, his backpack filled with the hopes of a bygone era.
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