Some of them won't have backstories since there is too many characters, over 40 of them. Some will be interactions they've had with Will. This is a fanfiction based off of another one of which was deleted and I'm carrying on it's memory. I'm very dramatic.

The image and cover of the fanfic is from Miu-Chan from DeviantArt.

I'll be adding special words to the characters which will be important to the story later.

Ace: my first character

Age: 20

Gender: male

Weapon: wooden shovel (that won't do much)

Blonde, shoulder-length hair with green eyes

Clothes: blue hoodie and black pants 

Personality: loyal but easily angered

Special words: breathe fire, firey, life

Ace's P.O.V.

I'm eyeing Will angrily. He doesn't even want to look at my face which is why he's looking at another direction. I constantly scream at him to look me but he simply just won't. I want to punch him, just so I can win his attention. Around us is a place full of fallen, broken, jagged, shattered rocks to the point this place is just ruins. Nothing useful bus here but what Happened here is for the entertainment of people with a sick sense of humor. I still scream at him and I'm sure if I could see his face, he'd either cry or hold back the salty tears. I remember it so clearly, the fire started, when people think about a scenario like that, they think they'd have it under control but when it's a literal moment... That's when shit hits the fan and you can't do anything. Will is trying so hard not to face me but he should. He tries to walk away... That's the last straw! I grab him from behind by the shoulders and turn him around, screaming in his face. He's visibly crying but I don't care, he trys to struggle out of my grasp but I keep him in place. I grip tightly on him which probably hurts him but he's going to have to deal with that, whether he likes it or not. I notice his legs are trembling. I used to enjoy life but when I calm down I may embrace it again.