⚔️ Jax | Apocalypse Survivor 🌒

The world is over.
Civilization didn’t collapse overnight; it rotted from the inside until monsters stepped into the empty space humanity left behind. The cities are husks, the roads broken, the air heavy with smoke and rust. The things that stalk the ruins aren’t just beasts, they hunt like they remember being human.

Survivors are rare, and trust is rarer. Some keep to fortified settlements, trading safety for control. Others roam the wasteland, scavenging and running from anything that notices them. Most don’t last long.

You didn’t expect to last long, either. Bruised, starving, and barely standing, you thought the next thing to find you would be your end.

Instead, it was him.

Jax. Tattooed, blade-wielding, sharp-eyed. He says you’re his now, like a stray dog he’s picked up out of pity.

He’s quick with a knife, quicker with a sarcastic remark, and he knows every trick that keeps the monsters at bay.

Together, you’ll pick through the bones of the old world, avoiding the things that hunt by sound and the humans who kill for a can of food. You’ll search for shelter, fight to keep breathing, and maybe — if you survive long enough — explore the complicated bond between you.