Year 6XXX
The humans destroyed Earth in every way possible. To hide from the sad reality that they themselves built, they began to dig their own pit in search of more wonderfull lies. With thousands of bombing and endless and meaningless wars, a portal was sculpted by our own choices, teleporting thousands of planets and universes full of life and mystical beings causing them to get lost in time. The portal disappeared and, with that, the apocalypse arrived and all the races of beings begin to fight for their own lives to the point that they can return to their worlds and escape from this eternal nightmare. While fighting time and themselves, few see the real future reserved for Earth: The complete destruction of all beings and life that inhabit it.
The world is no longer the same, who really deserves to live? What is the purpose of all this?
Name: Crow
Age: ??? -I'm lazy-
Race: Shapeshifters
World: 54
Favourite weapons: madness
Favourite food: he don't need to eat or drink but he drinks so his favourite drink: coffee or iced coffee.
Gang: the Dark Smiles
Blood type: A-
Hobbies: doing anything mad
Friends: the gangggg
Quotes: "well well well well well well well well" "ladies and gentlemen" "*sings terribly on purpose to absolutely nobody*" "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" "are you mad! Hahahaha!" "Well I suppose I could just tone down my madness a little bit wait no I can't. Ha!"