"my mom and dad were virologists, put together a booster shot that was supposed to boost immunity. It slowly got shipped around the world, and it was modified so that it could be airborne and help anybody who went near a person that had been dosed. It mutated and killed 90 percent or so of the world. I had to trek across hslf the US to get home, with bandit clans forming. About half the survivors mutated, and got a bad case of the munchies, which is what happened to my parents. Had to put rounds in their heads. Me, Arianna, Alex, and David, who had all been treking across home to get there, all found our families dead, one way or another. I decided to form a merc outfit, run humanitarian missions and take down the baddies. We built about a ten man squad, but they all got dropped by the time I was 22. Zachariah was the only survivor, came from a comache reserve where his dad was the local chieftan. I then decided that we were too small to handle the big game, so I grew us up to about 5 regiments, breakers, mancers, masons, heartbreakers and waterbreakers. At 24, the NOR, which was the western US civilization, declared itself a monarchy, and we had to take them down. People liked us so much they elected me as their military chief of staff, and incorporated the Breakers in as their specialised armed forces. At 25, Caesar started appearing in me, just as the Beareau, the western civilization based in DC, captured me and shoved me in a prison camp. I got busted out, got the armcomp, and spent 15 years kicking it around Asia, getting my sanity back. Got back, opened up a bar in New mexico, and tried to sit out of fighting. Of couse, there are warlords in areas, but we've removed them from most of the US. Oh, and Zach was elected president while I was in Asia.