Smith

Before the eternal winter swept across the world, Smith lived a quiet, solitary life. A blacksmith from a small mountain village, he was admired for his unmatched skill in shaping steel and his refusal to charge for repairs — insisting that the well-being of the community was worth more than coins. Few knew that behind his silent routine was a past haunted by guilt and loss.

Years before the global freeze, Smith had served as a soldier. A failed tactical decision during a mission led to the death of innocent civilians — including his own sister. Devastated, he left the battlefield and vowed never to wield a weapon again. The forge became his sanctuary, where each strike of the hammer was an attempt to forge redemption.

When the cataclysmic cold devastated civilization, Smith was among the first to rise and lead efforts to survive. Using both his military knowledge and craftsmanship, he built shelters, improvised weapons, and defended the weak. Though he rarely speaks of the past, his actions speak louder than any words — making him a pillar of strength, discipline, and resilience.

His scars are not just physical — they shape every decision he makes. A man of few words, Smith’s presence alone commands respect and a sense of calm. He doesn’t fight for glory or revenge. He fights because in this frozen world, every life saved is one step closer to making peace with his own destiny.