Atropos

A lost soul in an animated skeleton. No direction, no reason, no personality, and no memory. Doomed to wander the earth, searching for purpose. The world is a husk of its former glory. There is little left alive. Hardly any green remains, The oceans have all but dried up. The world is mostly dust and dirt. There are few to no people left, and almost no animals. It is a harsh environment, to say the least.