I don't know why people really even bother with names anymore. They're so useless. Most people won't even bother telling you their real name, and I'm no exception. You can call me Nox. Yes, cliche, isn't it? No on cares, though. Everyone gave themselves a new name after it happened. With nothing left to hold onto, out old names only reminded us of our past, of pain. So we left them, choosing whatever names we felt like. Some people chose better than others. Would you believe some guy actually decided to call himself dick lord? Stupidity still abounds, despite everything that's happened. People still running around like chickens with their heads cut off, and then there's me. I'm not staying here for long, so don't bother trying to get to know me. I'm not even going to remember you tomorrow.