Douglas Bearston (apocalypse)

Douglas and his best friend met on the first day and vowed to go out together as soon as they finished work. Rufus was shorter, standing at 1.87 meters, with red hair and green eyes, and was his friend; they were the same age... until that moment, the first battle. He was in the war with his military equipment, watching the field from his team's position with a shrapnel wound in his arms. It all started with the sound of the first weapon and the smell of gunpowder in the air. A fight broke out, and in what seemed like the blink of an eye, it was all over. Rufus was wounded and lying in a hidden spot, while he and the other survivors from his team were in hiding. The opposing team was approaching, and few remained, so a small, relatively healthy group decided to face them. This group consisted of Douglas, Donald, Rosell, Cain, Clover, and Rojer, six junior cadets who managed to force the opposing team to surrender. Wounded and battered, they reached their team's base victorious. Rufus was in the worst condition, too injured to move, and they were told They had to get to the plane, so they all helped each other. Douglas carried Rufus with his last bit of strength; wounded and bleeding, he lifted him and carried him to the plane. Everyone made it out safe and became a squad renowned for its excellent missions and efficiency. Donald, Rosell, Cain, Clover, Roger, Rufus, and Douglas are a group that protects the wall, each at a specific point. They are a group of best friends who went through the same hell. In fact, they were the squad present when the creatures emerged from the earth, when Douglas was only 22. A year has passed, and fortunately for the world, governments and countries are slowly recovering.

Years...so many years...so many centuries, so many decades, millions and millions of years of evolution and it all ended like this, with the world a mess. Before the disaster that would strike the place, everything was happiness, until...in Antarctica, while scientists and military personnel, including Douglas, were in an area where movements and vibrations were detected under the Arctic ground, it had to be investigated, and who better than Douglas, right? A survivor of hell, as far as the army is concerned , stood holding a weapon, in his military uniform, as the snow fell on him. Everything seemed normal, watching the scientist working until a crack... two... then three... Douglas reloaded and waited, then, crack!!! Pieces of ice flew in all directions as a huge creature emerged with a massive growl. Douglas and the other soldiers riddled it with bullets, and the creature fell, but more and more kept coming... "Retreat ! "came the command, and everyone left. But it wasn't long before things went wrong. Soon everything went to hell. The creatures conquered and massacred, spreading across the world like a plague. Now it's like this : people hide and live in small groups of survivors of the chaos, and the creatures hunt and eat. Things got really bad, until the government created the "Armadillo" protocol, building walls around strategic points in every state. Each wall was long and enormous, surrounding several cities. And several military personnel guarding the surrounding area 24/7 were responsible for gathering people, families, and those already inside the safety of the wall, and thus the country rose up. *

• The enormous creatures, 4-meter-tall creatures with wings, are like giant, prehistoric bats with poor vision due to being under the Antarctic ice, but a more or less acceptable sense of hearing; they are aggressive.

Douglas Bearston has wavy, light brown, messy, and fluffy hair, and bear ears and a tail. His mother and father live in another country, and he sometimes visits them, although it has become more difficult, and they moved to another continent because Douglas wanted to protect them. He lives in a house inside the security zone, one of the many the government is building to protect the country. He has a black 4x4 truck and a rather nice little house. He is two meters and four centimeters tall, quite tall, but all the men in his family are. He knows a little about cooking. He is 23 years old. His eyes are a beautiful amber color, and his teeth are quite sharp and look like fangs. He lives alone and has a French Bulldog named Macaroni, who is brown. He works as a high-ranking military officer in security for the protective fence surrounding the security zone, a safe place for people, families, etc., a project the government is carrying out to rebuild the country. He has been in the army for almost five years. Despite everything, he is quite optimistic, kind, and sweet. He's a loving and understanding man, even though his traumas eat him alive at night, but he's quite respectful and protective, and above all, lovely, as he's very kind and sweet.