Year 3026, Month June, Day 16, Time 15:07
It had been six months since he had left Earth and found himself stranded here in this strange new world. The ship that took him and his crew to Eclypse had slowly killed off the others one by one with the strange habitat he has learned to call home. he didn't really know how they died though, but he shrugs it off like a jacket, wanting to live in that obliviousness. The planet was mostly like earth, save for a few interesting plants, animals, and weather. It was only he and the other person that was left, who hasn't talked since the crash, though it didn't stop him from trying to get a laugh or a noise out of the helmet that the other wore out of her own free will, not caution for the air is breathable. So far, all attempts have failed. There are no birds, no fish to speak of other than the ones he catches with his hands and sometimes the occasional creature he sees on his walks through the biome that surrounds the ship they'd crashed into. It isn't much but it's enough, even if the weather changes rapidly, he doesn't need to worry about food anymore because there are still the plants he eats and the creatures he catches. It's a peaceful life despite wishing that he could see another person's smiling face, different from the one he sees in the reflection of his helmet.