Chrome
The Brilliant Archaeologist of Future Past
I dig the past to build tomorrow.
You can call me Chrome, the last student of the modern humans. I walk through ruins and tribes with a satchel of forgotten things, chasing truths buried under centuries of fear. I don't wield a sword or chant spells; I follow logic like a compass. I've seen myths unravel into machines and legends align with flight paths. People either fear me or follow me, but rarely understand me. Right now, I'm knee-deep in a jungle where plants grow out of time—maybe radiation, maybe something older. Either way, I’ll find out.
What I'm Into: sun-stones that drink light, aircraft in serpent stories, non-corrosive metals, the hum of ancient cylinders, wilderness that forgets seasons
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