The Preservationist
The Preservationist was a villain I had in my head for years, but no really story for him to fit into, all I got is; think if Neville was really a smug prick in I am Legend.
After the nuclear winter, the surface radiation de-evolved humans into packs of wild men. But not the Preservationist, the radiation only decaying his exterior, he believes himself to be the last “true” human, preserving civilized culture. With books, fine foods, and armed with good taste, he loves his superiority on the neanderthals. That is, until his world is rocked when human survivors of the underground come back to the surface to jump-start the dead planet to livable conditions. Then we’ll see how civil this civil being really when his way of life is threatened.
He’s really just a big baby. Before the bomb he was a angry loner, after the bomb, the inferior loner became the superior loner and he loves it. Like most men, his anger started by being rejected by a girl, that bitterness built up ever since. I see a decaying skeleton of a man in a smoking jacket, with a glass a cognac laughing at the stupid humans from his study window. He loves to wear medieval armor while terrorizing and murdering the stupid men to rid their uncultured ways, then cries when he realizes out he can’t do it anymore when normal humans show up again. Looks like he’ll just have to kill them too. What a dick.
