Prologue
Long ago, a catastrophic war broke out that lead to the exchange of nuclear bombs that ended in less than an hour, nearly wiped out all life as we know it. Nuclear missiles ran across the sky along them bringing megatons of death that would take millions of lives instantly, and will take millions of more lives sooner or later.
Luckily for me, my ancestors were from the good ‘ol U-S of A!! oh yeah, the country that was “winning” the war. The US was apparently the only nation prepared for the war by building these giant underground bunkers that people can live in. No one really knows why the war broke out, the reason was lost like so much of everything else.
Anyways, my ancestors may have been important people or something because they were invited to live in said shelters called “Vaults” that only people with invitation could live in before the bombs dropped. These vaults can be as big as towns.
Huh, imagine being denied a invite to the vault “We’re sorry, your ass isn't important enough to reserve a spot in our giant bomb shelters! Have a happy end of the world, dickface!”
Im getting off topic... My name is Ken Mierson. Vault Security. Lonely Douche.
For 22 years I lived in this Vault. For 22 years I lived a normal, dull life. For 4 years I have been a security officer. What's to come for tomorrow will change my life forever.
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Fallout:Omega
ActionA great war sparks that soon covered the planet in fire and ash with the power of nuclear bombs. The United States built, great underground bomb shelters known as 'vaults' were built to preserve only a select few of US Citizens. Ken Meirson, a deced...
