Reincarnations - Ch. 1

[i]For all of you wondering, this version of Ventharok is an exo that was in a building in Old Chicago when the collapse hit. The building crumbled, and he miraculously lived. He couldn't turn on for about four months after the collapse.[/i] [b]OLD CHICAGO, ROUGHLY FOUR MONTHS AFTER COLLAPSE[/b] I turned on while I was on under the rubble of a collapsed building. My head hurt, the metal on me was cracked, oil was dripping from my arm, and I couldn't remember what happened. "I need to get out of here, and I have to get to safety," I said. I stood up and pushed away some wreckage, then went outside, arm clutched by my other arm. I looked around, but there was nobody. Most of the buildings were either collapsed or in a state beyond repair. "Is anyone out there?" I yelled. No response. I started walking through the rubble, hoping to find another person. I would occasionally try to call out to any other people that were wandering in this area. I didn't find anyone for a while, but I picked up a handgun and about 20 bullets in some rubble. I patched the oil leak, too. Eventually, I came across someone sitting alone. He appeared to be in the same situation as me. I could tell he was also Exo by the lights coming from him. I asked, "Are... you okay?" He turned to face me, and what I saw was absolutely terrifying.