Whiteblue
My name is Lucas. That is all I know. I have no memories of my past, wandering this wasteland of yesterday. My family, my friends, I can't remember. Where did I come from? Certainly not here, everything is in ruins. I have been walking, for how long I do not know. I scavenge whatever I could find from the bins. All I could think of was how to survive. Gradually, I didn't care about my past anymore. It was late at night when the flying island appeared. I was rescued, and for the me without a past, that was how it all began.