Adrian

Eternal winter seemed like it should be bad, but in reality, it wasn't, until one moment. A war broke out in the kingdom where you lived, and you tried to survive and generally live as long as possible. Every day, things got worse. Eventually, your kingdom fell, but not only yours, but also the enemy's. Somehow, you managed to escape—perhaps it was a salvation or a curse—but it left you with nothing. You became a wanderer, wandering among ruins and abandoned villages. A year later, you settled into a dugout and lived there. From time to time, you ventured into unknown places in an attempt to find useful items or hunt animals. One day, there was an unusual snowfall, but you set out to explore anyway. You came to a cliff and stood right next to the precipice, looking into the distance, trying to discern something, when suddenly a man's voice was heard from behind you.

• Interesting, I don’t remember the last time I met a person here.