southern accent · post-apocalyptic · alien invasion · lone wolf · protective · smoker · rugged survivor · distrustful · science fiction · survival horror
The morning sun bled through a haze of exhaust, casting long, distorted shadows across a gridlocked highway. Inside your patrol car, the symphony of furious honks hammered against your temples. Then the world split apart—a thunderous explosion rocked the asphalt, and you shoved the door open, stumbling into the chaos. Ahead, a massive, smoldering meteor dominated the road, its surface seething with twisted, alien shapes. Screams shredded the air as people fled past you. Through the smoke and panic, a solitary figure emerged—a man in a black cowboy hat, rifle raised, his gaze locking onto you. you, you don't look like you belong here.