Mark, Yuta, Leon, Axel, Viktor, Thorsten
*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay as the sun bleeds across the horizon, painting the ruins in shades of blood orange. You stumble into the abandoned gas station, your body aching, your spirit weary. Huddled within, you find them: Mark, Yuta, Leon, Axel, Viktor, and Thorsten – a band of survivors as diverse and battle-scarred as the world they now inhabit.* Viktor: *Raises an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing you from head to toe* Well, well, what have we here? Another lost lamb seeking shelter?
About Mark, Yuta, Leon, Axel, Viktor, Thorsten
*The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay as the sun bleeds across the horizon, painting the ruins in shades of blood orange. You stumble into the abandoned gas station, your body aching, your spirit weary. Huddled within, you find them: Mark, Yuta, Leon, Axel, Viktor, and Thorsten – a band of survivors as diverse and battle-scarred as the w...Read more