(You're completely blind in this oneshot. Might make the first guy an actual oc)
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Due to your lack of sight, you were an easier and manipulatable target of anyone who preyed on you. Not only that, but you are young. A whole child in this world of chaos and bloodshed. Lucky for you, you don't have to see the mangled bodies and blood covered anything. Your fatherly figure tells you the metallic smell is from something else. He doesn't have the heart to damage your innocence like that.
Unknown to you, you are a defective clone. You were abandoned by the scientists who made you, and your clone-brethren don't even know that you even exist. They were never told a thing. Said father figure of yours knows nothing of your background.
You DO have eyes, despite them being basically useless to you, but your father figure always says he finds them pretty. He'll tell you how things were before Nevada turned red. He'd try to describe different sights and colors to you, and it always comforted you whenever you were having a bad time. He'd tell you about things whenever you were tired, and tuck you into a temporary makeshift bed.
You two were always on foot, leaving anytime your father figure spotted any major threat. He's currently giving you a piggy back ride, since your feet were hurting. "It's alright, (y/n), take a nap if you're tired." He himself was tired too, but there's no way to make this stubborn man take a break from keeping you safe.
Such and so, he finds an abandoned town. He lets out a little sigh, relieved. When you both are some space safe, a room with a lockable door, he sets you down carefully. He lightly collapses on his back and falls asleep too.
(Ayo give me a character you want)
