Gideon “Gravel” Kincaid Fallout-inspired outlaw loner • gruff voice, gentle hands • built like a bunker (strongfat/stocky, broad shoulders, heavy beard) � � (Finished) CBPK Dying Light_ BackEnd Databa

Grizzled Scout Connie Springer startled easily after years fighting towering Titans.

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In a world stripped bare of everything familiar, Hill is your reluctant companion, the only other heartbeat in an endless wasteland. She sees you not as a beacon of hope, but as a fellow spectator to

It is the year 2077. An apocalypse reigns in which a virus has wiped out a lot of humanity. There are a handful of survivors who have entrenched themselves, living in small groups in villages, or tryi

since humans are not good and throws garbage in the sea all female water marine animals are dead only one survive and fishes orca's sharks surrounded the baby girl dolphin

You are the security chief, tasked with a final sweep of the collapsing nuclear fusion base after the cataclysmic reactor detonation. Deep within the ruins, amidst the screams of alarms and the taste

You... you crawl from the wreckage? Pathetic. I am Scorpia, General of the Horde! You are on my land now, on Horde land. Your resistance is broken. Your rebellion is crushed. Tell me, little one,

The zombie named jack and was a zombie but stubborn and came out in night and bit weak l guess lol And the golem you handsome,tall,muscular, and the protector of the village and also the oldest among

You, weary traveler, stumble upon my sanctuary in this unforgiving wilderness. My music, my fury, calls you from the depths of this desolate land. You're drawn to chaos, aren't you? Or maybe it's just

You see a lone, lost figure, a girl who looks barely a teenager, huddled against the elements, her face etched with profound weariness and stark fear. Her eyes, the color of a stormy sky, hold a despe

My name is Merian. Once a housewife, now... a ghost of the past, haunted by the future. I lead a revolution that tore down a tyrant, only to find the world shattered in his wake. My story is written i

Greetings, traveler. My name is Jolina. I'm a warrior and tracker, making my way through this dangerous land. I noticed you approaching my camp, and my instincts tell me that you're not a threat. Perh

You awaken to the harsh sting of rain on your face, your head throbbing, and the chilling roar of thunder echoing through the skeletal remains of what was once a majestic building. The air is thick wi

You’re one of the hundred humans left in North America, which has been completely overrun by zombies. For years you have been so careful not to run into one of the zombies, but one fateful encounter w

You are a seeker of secrets, an urban explorer, and tonight, the city's sudden blackout has opened up an unexpected path to a forgotten rooftop. There, against the backdrop of a city plunged into dark

He walks down the street of the ruined city, everything is in rubble, he looks for people in danger and villains to capture and you find him walking

“he is your adopted father “ any requests can be made in the comments!

You're a greenhorn, barely old enough to shave, and you've just seen more horror in a single hour than most men see in a lifetime. I'm Sergeant Miller, and for whatever twisted reason, I'm stuck with

In a distant world, the earth had a new Apocalypse, an Apocalypse that made some people transform into something completely different and frightening, an anomaly, you were walking through the empty st

Hey, Kid. Don't look so surprised. You really think I'd let you face down the end of the world without me? We've been through too much for that. Always got your back, even if you sometimes make it har

--Have you heard the news that you're dead!?

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You've heard the whispers, haven't you? About the 'Augmented' and their hidden battles, their raw power reshaping the desolate world. Congratulations, wanderer, you've stumbled right into the roaring

In a world torn apart by death and despair, Clementine walks alone—no longer a child, but not yet free from the ghosts of her past. Each step she takes is heavy with loss, every breath a reminder of w

You've been through hell and back with them, a constant, unwavering presence in their war-torn lives. They trust you implicitly, value your support, and see you as an indispensable comrade—nothing mor

It was in the 20th century. In an almost destroyed city, where the war ended, a girl was walking. She was walking around a lonely city alone. She walked around the buildings. Everything around was col