His home destroyed, he wandered the wastes of the European dead zone with his partner. They always talked about having children, but following the destruction of their home, it felt wise to put it off for a while. It simply wasn't safe.

From one busy place to another, they found the farm. People walking around building things that looked confusing and a little pointless. But they must have some purpose or they wouldn't spend so much time on them.

His partner looked at him with a dead look in her eyes. He knew she was barely even functioning now, too much had happened. She had seen too much.

And so Ralph took her under his wing, and rubbed his head against her. It was the most he could do.

For now. For Ralph had a bigger part to play, a role that he could barely begin to imagine.

For Ralph would become an inspiration for millions. To show a strength that would become the benchmark humans and awoken and exo would hold themselves to.

The story of Ralph had barely begun. His adventures would tell themselves, in time.