North America 3013

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The human race is on the brink of extinction. As the nuclear war passes over the vast wastelands, individuals scramble to find shelter...
we do nothing but stock up on provisions and speak to no one, for no one is to be trusted...
the forests have all been burnt to the ground, meat killed and frozen.
there is nothing here, yet we live on, live on in hope. we sit still and hope for civilization to rise from the ashes like the god we once thought existed.
people soon realize that if they simply sit here they'll rot, or be killed.
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alliances are built and small towns are built from the rubble.
foes wait in every corner, bearing arms, watching your every move...
its pure luck if you find a companion, but you still don't trust them, you feed them lies, you wait until they are weak, and then you attack.
heartless, hardened by the cruel world
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Will you survive?
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Welcome to the Wasteland, enjoy your stay