Afterworld

When the world fell apart, each one of us changed in our own way. We lost everything we knew and were forced into lives that weren't our own. Lives of fighters, hunters, madmen and thieves. Lives of survivors.
I had to adapt and fight, at a time when I was at my worst. And with the last columns of life as you know it crumbling around us, I was left with the gangs, the maniacs, the monsters of the apocalypse and whispers of insanity that bite at our minds in the middle of the night.
Everyone who walks this psychotic wonderland has their story. This is mine.