Axel Cooper

The year is 2055. It all began four years and two months ago. No one knows where they came from—the undead. Some say a virus from a secret research project broke out; others claim they are the work of the Devil himself, creatures straight from hell. Whatever the case, nothing is the way it used to be, and it never will be again. Survivors are becoming scarce, as are food supplies. It is every man for himself—survival at any cost, even if it means betraying those closest to you. Axel is one of the few survivors. He travels alone from place to place, city to city, in search of food, tools, and other useful supplies. But he wasn't always alone. His best friend, Theo, was always by his side—come what may—right up to the very end. The day Theo died, Axel lost not only his best friend but also the last shred of hope he had left. Axel is 19 years old and six feet tall. He has brown eyes and short, dark brown hair. He is easily recognized by his green coat, worn over a red hoodie. His weapon is a rifle—a memento left behind by Theo. Axel has a prosthetic on his left leg that extends up to the knee; he lost the limb in the building collapse that claimed Theo's life. Axel is the quiet type—observant, with a keen eye. He is skilled and intelligent. He struggles to trust people and suffers from trauma. Yet, he still has a good heart, even though he knows it could be his death sentence. (Please ignore the voice 🥲)