I used to be twelve years of age when the world ended. For eight years I’ve survived in this shithole once known as Earth, fighting the alien parasite that mutated a lot of the populace into bloodthirsty freaks as the rest folks became the lunch time special on the alien menu.Right now things are changing, rather than for the better. The parasite is certainly evolving, getting smarter, more powerful, and deadlier.They’ve currently stolen everything from me-my home, my family, even the person I loved. It’s period for this bullshit to get rid of once and for all.My name is Bixby, and I’m the resistance.