How do you live your life when you've watched your world crumble around you, and everypony else you know? What happens when a global cataclysm ruins the foundations of society simply by changing the core of everypony? And yet, I move on, driven by an unknown purpose...
Thanks to Fidelis for editing help.
Teen for slack.
Title is Latin. That's all I'm saying.
Character is "Other" for now. See if you can figure it out who it really is based off of...