Board Thread:Lores/@comment-28848138-20170209231919

Years have passed since hell has let loose and Andreas dares to walk a lonely path to find hope. Armed to the teeth with a Spas-12, Steyr M, Rambo Knife, and other equipments at his utility to survive the dastardly nights of endless hoards of infected and the days ruthless assault of malicious survivors. The world had become nothing Andreas had once recognize it as and only 30% of the population can provide its salvation. Only if that population wasn't cruel and selfish. Andreas was more or so likely the last hope the world had to offer. He was seeking a cure ,but if it wasn't for a promise then he to would be just the same as any other.

Five years ago, it was a warm summer day in July and Andreas could watch the city from his balcony with his beloved wife Sarah. One evening at work when the sun was sinking, Andreas heard an explosion at the Strung Corp's lab, a bio weapons manufacturer. To his discovery, he found the grueling results of its experiements. Standing in front of him was a male individual; bruises and cuts were everywhere. He turned and ran back to grab the revolver he hid in his office then ran back home to rescue Sarah. Blowing through heads, Andreas swiftly made his way through the streets filled with chaos. Finally, through the madness of the city he was home. He stood at the door of his home, opened it, and discovered... he was too late. His wife did not look like anything he once knew and love ,and Andreas made a choice and pulled the trigger. He fell to his knees crying, but he knew that could not bring back his beloved. To this day, Andreas promised himself he would live on to cure this world and rid it from the infected, and as a reminder he holds a pendant that Sarah had always worn as a gift he gave her.

I'm not that talented when it comes to creative writing and I wouldn't say its hard either to write a lore. Its all imagination ,so none of this happened. :P 