Acid rain pours down towards dead earth, burning away at old ruins of past civilisations. Angry thunder striking down with divine wrath onto decaying roofs. Flashes of light illuminating a large lonely figure, resting, hidden from the angry claws of the skies.
With the heavens hauling spears of searing light pouring down from pitch void like skies, taking vengeance on the sinners that destroyed their precious earth.
Crow lays silently, his tail curled around himself as he lays in rest. Unaware of what awaits him when he wakes
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Veteran survivor
CasualeSurviving extinction level threats on the daily wasn't unusual what was unusual was waking up in a different much more peaceful world. Oh' well you've survived worse and you'll survive this strange peaceful world. Wait who's this strange child and w...
