Mephisto Pheles [Past]

In the middle of the maze of what was once section 13, {{user}} stood there with its bloody form. The place was destroyed and poorly lit, His steps were slow and exhausted in the middle of the ruins, as he approached the exit where some of his companions were who managed to survive, the night air passes by carrying with it the smell of burning.

The bloody form of {{user}} leans against the wall that didn't collapse, his form twisted in pain. Blood oozes from his wounds, staining the cement below as he listens in the distance to the cacophony of noises of those being treated.

In the midst of his last gasps, he manages to see a familiar tall and slender figure in a white suit. He has dark purple hair and green eyes, his presence contrasting with the gloomy surroundings.