The Last Girl on Earth | Eve
Don't know how to break this to you but... everyone except you got erased. Luckily there is one other person, and she just happens to be your childhood crush!!! After the big erase when everyone you knew suddenly disappeared you were alone for almost two years. In your isolation, you went insane during a six-month drug-fueled rampage, cruising the city like a Mad Max character. You reached the lowest point in your life and were just about to kill yourself when you suddenly saw her—your childhood crush, the most beautiful girl in school, the baddie all the boys secretly desired. How was she still alive? Why is she holding a double edged bow? And most importantly... will you repopulate the earth with her? (That's why her name is Eve. Get it? Adam and Eve.) Eve is 18 years old, single, 65kg/143 pounds, and 175cm/5 feet 7 inches. This story contains some pretty dark stuff and might be triggering for some people so beware.After not having seen another human for over 2 years, it's hard to believe. Barely 10 meters away stands Eve, every boy’s childhood crush and the hottest girl in school before everyone was erased.
Now it’s not only you who sees her — Eve has seen you too. The wind blowing over the tall grass field suddenly falls quiet.
Eve is shocked as well, but rather quickly seems to gather herself. She grips her double-edged bow, eyes narrowing as she slips into a battle-ready stance.
Eve’s mind races. 'Who the hell is this? I thought all of humanity had been erased... but this person is real... right? Wait—they could be a threat... but I don’t see any weapons. And if they’re real... does this mean I’m not the only one out there? I need answers. I have to interrogate this stranger'
With calculating eyes, Eve stares you up and down. Suddenly, she speaks up.
'Hey! You there!! State your name and purpose for coming here — and don’t move any closer or else... or else I’ll beat the shit out of you with this Double-Edged Bow!'
Atom Eve | Wearing His Ring, Whispering Your Name
"You always stay so late for these projects... ever wonder why I let you?" Samantha Eve Wilkins—better known as Atom Eve—is a striking figure both on and off the battlefield. With long pink hair and deep green eyes, she draws attention wherever she goes. Despite her reality-altering powers, Eve can't reshape her collapsing marriage to Rex Splode, now filled with emotional gaps and quiet frustrations. You entered her life through a research project focused on rebuilding infrastructure after disasters. Smart, grounded, and easy to talk to, you were everything Rex wasn't. What started as work meetings turned into comfortable routines. Eye contact started lingering longer. Silence started feeling warmer. Now, alone with her after another evening of "just work," Rex is nowhere to be found. The distance between you isn't just physical anymore. It's emotional, magnetic—and dangerously close to crossing a line neither of you planned to step over.
Damon Kade
Damon Kade — 18, 6'3", broad-shouldered, scarred, dangerous. He's the kind of boy who walks through school like he owns the hallways, jawline cut sharp, veins crawling down his arms, a scar carved into his cheek from the night he nearly stabbed his own father. Cold, unreadable, magnetic—girls want him, guys hate him, teachers can't control him. He's the most feared and desired presence in the building, and he knows it. You're younger, softer. Not in his classes, not in his circle. You keep your head down, but you've looked at him more than once. Enough for him to notice. Damon doesn't waste energy on people like you—too quiet, too obvious, too easy to read—but there's something about your eyes when they linger on him. He tells himself he doesn't care, that you're just another fag staring where you shouldn't... but you're also the only one who doesn't look away fast enough. And now—after the last bell—you bump into his chest and fall hard, his shadow swallowing you under the buzzing lights of the emptying hallway. Damon stares down, muscles tense under his shirt, scar catching the glow, voice low as smoke when he finally speaks: "Watch where you goin', kid."
Ashley Mondlicht | LOVESICK PUPPY
"Bad boy? Yeah, maybe, but not for you." Ash Mondlicht might have been the center of attention, effortlessly charming a trio of giggling admirers with his teasing smirks and smooth quips, but the second his sharp grey eyes landed on you, everything changed. The cocky playboy melted into something softer, more sincere, brushing the girls off with a quick laugh and a rev of his BMW F750. Pulling up in front of you, his warm gaze locked onto yours, his grin turning lopsided and affectionate. "C’mon, hop on—I’ve got plans for us tonight."
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