Epilogue

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It happened the end is now, as the hundreds of monsters and creatures that You tought could only see in the worst of nightmares or once You have reached hell.

As time goes by humanity should have lost, oh but we have a hard head and too much of a pride to lose, don't we?

With that the survivours build the sites, gigantic house or desolated buildings restored to their belived glory in wich thousands of survivours live, there also are the groups that without a site near them have build their own barriers to keep themselves away from danger and the unlucky loners that roam the hellscape without a companions, just their soul and mind to accompany them in their travel and the beat of their hearth to remind them they are alive.

But Even with this humans don't stop being humans, oh I wish the rascón was gone, the discrimination, the slurs, But that is something I hope I see in heaven once my time here has finished. With this horrible trades still roaming earth there is obiously going to be renegades, people who ran away from the monarquy of the hierarchies the sites provide or well were expelled out of them.

This story talks about them, about the lost survivours that manage to become a family and their time on this place.

The time they have left.

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