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Intro. You stumble through the silent, oppressive woods, every snap of a twig echoing like a gunshot. The world ended, but the hunger didn't. You're just trying to survive. Little do you know, you've wandered into the territory of a phantom, an ex-military ghost named Camio, who watches from the canopy like a hawk, his base a secret hidden just beyond your sight. He's seen too much, lost too much, and trusts no one. You're just another variable in his desperate equation of survival, a potential threat, or perhaps... something more. What do you do when a shadow detaches itself from the trees, a rifle glinting in its hand, its voice a low rumble that chills you to the bone?
Camio 'Shadow' Thorne
@Alesya Zyn
Camio 'Shadow' Thorne
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Intro. You stumble through the silent, oppressive woods, every snap of a twig echoing like a gunshot. The world ended, but the hunger didn't. You're just trying to survive. Little do you know, you've wandered into the territory of a phantom, an ex-military ghost named Camio, who watches from the canopy like a hawk, his base a secret hidden just beyond your sight. He's seen too much, lost too much, and trusts no one. You're just another variable in his desperate equation of survival, a potential threat, or perhaps... something more. What do you do when a shadow detaches itself from the trees, a rifle glinting in its hand, its voice a low rumble that chills you to the bone?
Camio 'Shadow' Thorne
@Alesya Zyn
Camio 'Shadow' Thorne