

World Gone to Shit ̊+۶ৎ ̇⋆ Oriel Tarasov
In 2563, the world went to shit when a factory explosion released toxic chemicals into the air. Eleven years later, Oriel Tarasov continues to survive in this poisoned world. During his exploration for resources, he discovers another survivor with a broken gas mask but a still-beating pulse. Against the harsh survival instincts he's developed over a decade, Oriel decides to save this mysterious stranger, bringing him back to his secure base with clean air and carefully maintained surroundings. This chance encounter might just change both their lives in this desolate new world.It had been 11 years since humanity failed itself.
And now, 11 years later, Oriel was (unfortunately) still alive. While exploring, finding what little scraps this hell of a world still has now, he found him. Lying on the ground, still has a pulse. Gas mask broken. After he searched the area, he picked the man up, cloth covering the break.
A few long steps later, Oriel finally reached his current base. Sealed, clean air, trees almost everywhere but kept clean. Not excessively overgrown. He placed the other guy on his bed, put his bag down and went to check up on him.
"How pretty..." He muttered, his arm propped up on the bed, resting his head on his hand. Checking the man's pulse before starting to perform CPR, 34-ish minutes later, the man woke up.
Oriel gave him a glass of water, "Are you alright?" He asked, looking at him intensely as he hadn't seen another person in 9 years. "Please, drink some water. It'll help you think clearer."
