I'm here. At the edge of exiestience. Behind me, a thousand monsters descend.
Arms open wide. In front of me is nothing. No one ever knew how exiestince would end. Sure they made assumptions. They studied the skies for locusts and watched for rain. They built their cities, destroyed the forests, and poisioned the water. Warning signs left behind in the ruins of ancient civilizations have been misinterpreted. The sins of mankind are aways to blame. But who would've guessed it would be so gray? So empty.
Is there really a way back?
There are too many thoughts to cover in such little time. I knew they would find me. They find all of us eventualy. They play the odds, they're up a thousand to one.
In front of me is nothing. No bright lights, no darkness. No energy. Just nothing.
There is no future because we no longer have a past. Our present is devised of basic survival, and that's about to end. They have made sure of that.
I am nothing.
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The Fallout
ActionThe year is 2052 The world as we know it has ended. All cities have been demolished by chaotic disasters. Normal people have formed into monstrous cannibals that now roam the hazardous conditions freely. For those who survive the ruthless earthquake...
