Can you fix me?

Black Butler x Dieselpunk!Reader

Being brought up during the war times has always been tough. Children have been either drafted for the war or were like me; collectors.
It was our job to salvage from crashed blimps, burning tanks or collapsed buildings for any resources that were then used to craft more tanks and more blimps. Basically loop of life. England had been at war with Germany for many years; no-one knows how it started but no-one questioned it.
Times have changed; the clears skies now think and black with smog, every house is destroyed in a way and the once chatter-filled streets now barren except for the roaming soldiers.

It was a normal dark night where I was out late again; filling my quota from the previous day. However, I should know that nowhere is safe in England; especially at night...