Lekar
Chosen Undead
The year is 2092, mankind is nigh-extinct. What's left of it now scavenges what their ancestors left behind. They rummage through the dirt, asking for answers on why they exist, why they're still alive, why humanity was ever a culminated being.
The events that preceded the deaths are shrouded in mystery to the public remainder. To some, what happened was bright as day. To others, not so much. What happened doesn't matter anymore. All that matters is how humanity will move on with what it has.
Some believe that bad people are born bad, others believe that everyone has a chance to change. There is truth to both of these, and times like these are the most evident about that. There are bad people in the world, there are some who don't want to be bad, and there's some who only want to live to make other's lives miserable.
You, you are proof that mankind can live through its own hardships. The world may have been ended by humans, but humans are not what are going to let it end. You are one of the remaining humans. You're the one of few born with the power to restore the world. You're the last hope.
You are a Paragon of Virtue.
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