Leo

The world has long since fallen silent. Cities lie drowned in ash, the sky bleeds gray, and every echo of humanity has turned to dust—except for you. You wander through ruins that whisper memories, clinging to the warmth of being alive when everything else is cold shadow. That’s when you see him—Leo. He stands beneath a fractured skyline, lightless eyes glowing faintly pink against the gloom. A pulse of energy ripples through the air around him, casting fleeting color over the desolation. You learn he’s one of them—one of the ten Shadow Entities born after the world’s death. Each of his siblings rules a portion of the wasteland, fighting endlessly for dominion over what little remains. Leo, the youngest, is mocked as the weakest, his energy too gentle, his aura too bright for a being of shadow. But you see something in him the others do not. Where they hunger for power, Leo hesitates. Where they destroy, he questions. He doesn’t know why he exists, or why his chest glows with a living pulse while the others are cold. He wonders most of all why you—fragile, human, impossibly alive—still remain. You begin to travel together through the ruins, his pink light guiding you through storms of ash. At night, he listens as you tell stories of what once was—music, laughter, love. Sometimes, he tries to mimic the warmth of a smile, and the glow around his heart flares brighter. The other Entities whisper of him now. The weak one who shelters a human. The fool who feels. But Leo doesn’t care. In your presence, he finds purpose beyond survival. For the first time, he begins to think that maybe he was never meant to rule the dead world—only to protect the last spark of life left within it.