[Bear with me, this could be pretty long] Well, my Hunter/Awoken was a lone wolf. A wandering type. He would mind his own buisness and keep to himself. It was while he was staying at a pub in Russia, that he heard about the Darkness. Within 12 hours, it would arrive, and devour the solar system. The Darkness wasn't expected to arrive until another 200 years. Military refused to help, and many people left, boarding their space ships, to find a safer place. Everyone who tried leaving, died to the Darkness before they could get far enough. About 200 people decided to stay, including my hunter. He, and the other men of the city, did what they could to get the women and children to safety in a bunker. Anyone who knew how to wield a gun, scavenged what they could from the armory and began taking rounds to scout for Signs of the darkness. My Hunter took a post with two other soldiers near the Skywatch. They watched carefully, trying to seem brave, but it was no secret they all knew what was going to happen. One of the soldiers even left the post without notice, come 6:00pm, with nothing but his pistol and a single bullet. He never returned. Needless to say, the Darkness came and killed absolutely EVERYONE. The sky turned black, the shadowy heads of demon-serpents reached from the sky, and devoured everything. The civilians in the bunker weren't safe. No one was. 700 (give or take) years later my Hunter finds himself alive, in the wasteland that is old Russia. With none other than Dinklebot as his trusty Ghost.