Under Construction: This is long overdue for a rewrite. There's a lot of grammatical errors and just plain bad writing here. I would berate my younger self for daring to post this unfinished story here.
All of us have our own inherent traits that existed from young. These traits, good or bad, are what made us as individuals.
What will happen if a coward to the bone is thrown in a cruel apocalyptic world?
Will he bend or will he break? The answer is that he will run away at any given chance.
When responsibilities and loved ones shackled Kriss' feet, will he leave the restraints and run away as he always do or face the tide called fate and fight not just for himself?
