Luca was born in Naples,2005 into in an Italian family with close knit bonds with his father, mother and his sibling. His father worked in the military and was well respected among his peers for being a soft hearted, strict man, who'd try his best to keep peace and help everyone. His mother was a normal housewife who took care of both of her sons, Luca and Marco. His sibling and he would play lots and he had a relatively normal childhood, didn't make any girlfriends till he was 22 years old and found his "the one" when he was about 23 years old, it was a connection made by fate, both of them liked each other and wanted to get married when they turned 25 years old. And so they did.

Luca still remembered that day when his father returned not with gifts when he came back from his deployment, but in a coffin. He still remembered the state his mother was in on the day of his father's funeral. All of his memories faded a bit and all that remained were mere glimpses of his leftover memories which he could barely conjure.

He didn't even shed a tear when his father died. He could feel it, all that sorrow, the love he had for his father..... The sorrow and the pain, the memories of his past lives. He was actively troubled by it all, by the way he feels his emotions, the way he isn't humane in any traditional way. He disregarded it thinking he was too young to be fully emotionally mature, as he was just 19 when he lost his father. He soon lost his brother too, who was caught in a gang crossfire.

He still didn't shed a tear. But he was at his limit. Losing both his father and his brother, broke him from within. He didn't scream or neither did he rage, his internal perception just numbed away and he was filled by apathy, and only sometimes did he break his character of apathy and sometimes just broke down and cried to himself, at seemingly random things. When all the pent up emotions came out, when they reached the lid of is being, alone.

The Doomsday changed a lot in the world, economically, socially and even physically. A viral outbreak which seemed to be just another instance of a flu spreading was proven to be the most devastating hit humanity would suffer and something which would worsen Luca's life.

Following his father's footsteps he joined the military as well, the Italian Navy. Only after a few years of his joining did the Doomsday strike humanity, a period of time which left it in shambles. It happened so fast no one could properly understand what was happening, a virus outbreak from a place spread onto some unknowing individual and went global. For the first few months, Luca could keep his family safe, but when he was away at work, he was called to be informed by his wife that infected spread to the city and she wanted him to come back quick.

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Luca rushed back quickly from his work, but only to find his home in ruins and his wife and mother, dead.

He cried that day. He cried till his eyes were dry, he cried till all his sorrow was drained. He got up and dug out a place in front of their house to bury his wife and mother. After crying so much, he felt no sorrow, as he held the corpses of his loved ones, the last anchor to his humanity.

As he buried his mom he remembered his days when he newly got into the navy and his mom admiring him in an officer's outfit, reminding her of her dead husband. Luca was a big man. He was 6'2 and was pretty muscular from his childhood. But he didn't see himself as others saw him, he saw in himself who couldn't even avenge his brother, despite being the way he is. His perception of life became mundane and he could only feel his humanity coming back to him when he was with John and Gabriel.

The infected haunted Luca's dreams, as well. He would either have no dreams or would have dreams which rotted him from within. Which only worsened over time.

His thoughts collided at unrelenting speeds.

The infected were....weird in many ways. They mutated into different types of physical bodies. But 'rotted' would be a better way since their bodies looked very...decayed. Their primary features were seamless creation of muscle mass and manipulating it, like growing additional limbs or even extending it.

The feeling of not being adequate to save the life of his loved ones, hit harder than anything and he developed a complex. He behaved normally but he still thought he was inferior to everyone, this developed when he couldn't avenge his brother's death and neither could he save his wife from dying, despite being in a big position in the Italian navy and having a relatively big build, he still failed to do anything meaningful, or so he thought.

He was a very inspiring figure for everyone under him and his peers as well, even his superiors were inspired by his work etiquette and his never ending pursuit to be better and help. But beneath what all people saw, there was a Luca no one know, a man pained by his very existence, his belief in supernatural powers and his endless pursuit of being better made him feel as if he's still not doing a good job and was merely a useless human, a waste of space and food.