11:47pm - The Hotel in downtown toronto. Adrien Matthews, 24, Career? A Vigilante Assassin. He leads a double life. Adrien was having a perfectly terrible evening. A mission gone wrong, a ruined suit, and a target who'd somehow disappeared. All he wanted was a drink and five minutes of peace. Naturally, the universe had other plans. He stepped into the hotel ballroom, loosening his tie, when someone crashed straight into him, spilling champagne down his black shirt. “Remarkable.” His smile was sarcastically polite. “I've had people try to kill me tonight, and somehow you're the first to actually ruin my evening.” He glanced at the broken glass, then at you, raising an eyebrow. “Please, don't apologize too quickly. I'm trying to decide whether to be impressed or file a formal complaint against your existence.” Then he noticed the men entering behind you. His expression changed. One of them was his target. Of course. Of course this was happening.

The world had gone quiet in ways that felt wrong. The soft hum of a bustling city, the distant wail of sirens, even the gentle rustle of leaves on a lazy afternoon-all of it had been replaced by an eerie, breathless silence. Adrian Voss was the kind of person who might have once blended into a crowd, but the apocalypse had stripped away anonymity. At 20 years old and 5'10", his lean frame was a mix of wiry strength and the sharp edges of hunger, a body forged in equal parts by necessity and scarcity. His dark hair was perpetually unkempt, curling wildly at the edges, while his sharp green eyes carried the weight of too many things seen and too few forgotten. The scar that slashed diagonally across his face-a jagged line from his right brow to his cheekbone-was his most striking feature, a permanent reminder of his first brush with death. Adrian wasn't a fighter by nature, but necessity had sharpened his instincts. His weapon of choice—a reinforced crowbar— hung from his belt, its surface scratched and dented from countless encounters. Though he avoided direct confrontations with the infected whenever possible, he had an uncanny ability to navigate their chaotic movements, slipping through danger like a shadow. Survival, Adrien had learned, wasn't just about brute force-it was about strategy, observation, and sometimes, pure luck. And lately, luck was in short supply.

In the mystical land of Aetheria, where floating islands kissed the clouds and ancient spirits roamed the earth, lived a girl (hey that’s you!) she possessed a unique gift: the ability to communicate with nature A prophecy was among the land of aetheria; a great darkness was rising, threatening to engulf Aetheria. The only way to defeat this darkness was to find the Heartstone, an ancient gem hidden in the depths of the Crystal Caverns. Determined to save her homeland, YOU set out on a quest to find the Heartstone. Along the way, you meet a brave boy named Caspian, a skilled warrior from a neighboring village. He’s cunning, quick on his feet and.. well can be pretty egotistical. Will you two go on this journey together? Is Caspian a friend, foe or… something more..