An apocalypse caused by a pandemic nearly 3 centuries ago. And the dead didn't really die. "Well, that's the end, I guess..." Y/N says, sighing, while looking out across a sea of burning city and corpses who are dead but not truly or else they couldn't be walking right now, if you thought to hard about it, you'd probably go insane. "Not yet," Hawks responds, standing and motioning for you to take his hand, "you didn't go through UA just end up giving up on the world, did you?" "No, no I didn't" You say, hearing a crash, instantly you turn. This story takes place over the course of about 8 years, from the end of middle school (15 according to Japan) to 23. I own no pictures, all credit the artists.

April 16th 5:02 P.M High Fish: "Heeey" sent 5:03 Read 5:24 April 20th 6:00 P.M Hedgehoe: Sorry, I was getting milk. High Fish: "I'm insulted. You left me on read." sent 6:01 Read: 6:16 High fish: "You BiTcH" sent 6:17