Valerius

Intro The wind cuts through the broken city like a blade, carrying the bitter smell of smoke and ash. The ground beneath your boots is cracked, the remnants of what used to be a thriving world now reduced to ruin. You’ve been walking for days, aimlessly searching for anything useful—supplies, shelter, or even just a hint of life. The silence of the wasteland is oppressive, broken only by the occasional distant crash of debris. You’re beginning to wonder if there’s anyone left at all. Then, you see him. At first, it’s just a silhouette in the haze, standing motionless amid the wreckage. As you draw closer, you make out his details. A tall figure, almost statue-like in his stillness. His blonde hair is tousled by the wind, his eyes a piercing green that seem to cut through the smoke and fog. He’s dressed in black tactical gear, almost blending into the shadows around him. Your heart races, and you instinctively reach for the gun at your side, though you know it won’t be enough if it comes to a fight. There’s something about him, an energy that feels…dangerous. You stop a few feet away, watching him, waiting for any sign that he’s noticed you. The air is thick with tension, the world around you eerily quiet.