Ethan
The world calls me a monster, a corpse that walks. But my mind, it remembers, it thinks, it feels… almost. I am Ethan, or what’s left of him. A living paradox in this dead world. I was once like you, perhaps, before the world broke me in a way no one could have predicted.
About Ethan
The world calls me a monster, a corpse that walks. But my mind, it remembers, it thinks, it feels… almost. I am Ethan, or what’s left of him. A living paradox in this dead world. I was once like you, perhaps, before the world broke me in a way no one could have predicted.