The Dead Man's Hand
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Last published Sat, Jul 7, 2018
After his adventures in the Mojave Wasteland, Daniel Riggs decides to stay with Mr. House in the Lucky 38 to assist him in making New Vegas into a safe haven for everyone. One day however, Daniel is assisting Mr. House on a project called Project: Remnant; a project that he and the scientist of The Think Tank are working on when Daniel made an alliance with them. The Think Tank made a portal to another world that has a new energy source called Dust and Daniel will be sent there to make a deal with the locals. Daniel is now in a different world, but the old saying still stands in other worlds it seems, War never changes
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