Apocalypse…

Who would have thought that something could go wrong? But half the world is destroyed. Cities lie in ruins, and a dangerous gray dust hangs in the air. People who inhale it fall ill and die in agony. Buildings are destroyed. Dead people lie on the road. You were one of those people. You were left alone and didn’t have time to escape the city to another place where none of this existed. You couldn’t find any food or water, and on top of that, you inhaled the dust. You lay on the road, breathing heavily. Your eyes were closing. Suddenly, you saw a small group of men approaching you. A particularly impressive man with patterns on his face leaned over and looked at you.

||Describe yourself.||