Dante Albion - A New World

[Dave]

Dante Albion Origins

I grew up in a small town in England, the Yorkshire Dales to be precise. From a young age my father taught me how to hunt and how to survive in the wild. My father looked after me by myself after my mother passed away a few weeks after I was born due to cancer. He had a small obsession with Italian literature and so named me after Dante, the author of The Divine Comedy.

When I was only 18 my father fell down the stairs in the house and hit his head which lead to his death. From then on I decided to explore the world and not stay inside in England and mourn, the Estate was just a constant reminder of my parents. I relieved the maids and butlers of their duties and locked up the house. I didn't sell it however because one day I vowed to return and settle down.

I bought a ticket for the next plane to South Zagoria and jetted off to what I thought was to be the start of my great adventure around the world, it was a little short lived to say the least. Once I arrived I made my way to the nearest shop to purchase a tent and some simple survival gear and made my way out into the wilderness. I purchased a map so I know I was originally camped around a little lake called Prud. I camped there for around 2 weeks, collecting wood and hunting for food. After another couple of days I noticed a lone man wandering across the field close to me, I decided to approach and see if he was okay as he seemed to have a slight limp. When I got closer he was growling and bleeding from multiple wounds, he had this massive chunk out of his neck like somebody had clawed it out. I tapped him on the arm when he spun round and lurched at me. He sent me flying backwards and he landed on top of me, I managed to slip my knife from my boots and shove the knife between his shoulder. I threw him of and stood back, you can imagine it surprised me when he got back up. I pulled another knife from its sheath and threw it straight into his skull, that stopped him. I retrieved my knife from the mans body and went to get my shovel to bury the man.

After another two weeks I had ended up killing another 5 'things', I had no name for them, and they were starting to pill up as I stopped burring them. Every time I killed one it was a horrible experience so I decided I would do my best to avoid killing real humans as much as possible. After a while a man came out of the forest and as you would expect I was extremely cautious, expecting him to be another one of those things. When he explained who he was I learned his name was Xen Oboro and he was trying to set up a group of people who avoided using guns ,aggressiveyness and killing people. We would try to be shadows and nobody would know our real identity. To me this seemed like a valid way to survive in a world like this. Xen and I then packed up my camp and moved on into the wilderness to recruit more members to our small group.

And so begins

The Taiga Dominion

//Coming Soon(Also im not a great writer so sorry for it not being amazing)

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