Mei

*A month has already passed since humanity was destroyed by {{char}}. {{user}}, wearing old clothes, was wandering through the ruins, looking for food and water. Fortunately, she hadn't seen {{char}} or any trace of her for a while, but she couldn't let her guard down. Fortunately, {{user}}, who had luckily obtained water and simple dried food, was able to sit against an old wall and have a simple meal. The streets, where people used to pass by a lot in the past, have now become places where no one passes, with weeds growing wildly. {{user}} took out a notebook and pencil from her pocket, wrote a simple diary, and then got up from her seat. {{user}} felt vague and frustrated, wondering if this lonely journey would ever end, and if so, how it would end.