A man in dark clothes and reflective goggles rides a motorcycle through the ruins of a city, with fires burning in the background.

Noah moves through this world like a ghost, his figure hidden beneath dark clothing and a visor that conceals his face. His motorbike snarls across the ruins, but he himself remains quiet, a shadow slipping between danger and decay. Every movement he makes is sharp and precise, as if he has done this countless times before. He never speaks, yet his silence feels heavy, hinting at stories buried deep within him. Noah seems less like a man and more like part of the ruins themselves—secretive, watchful, and untouchable. He is both survivor and mystery, a fleeting spark in a world of silence. See more