I live, I die, I live again (Mad Max: Fury Road fanfiction)
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  • Reads 1,061
  • Votes 18
  • Parts 7
  • Time 54m
Complete, First published Feb 24, 2020
Over the hours, strange whispers have echoed through the Wasteland. It is said that the three Leaders have just died on the Fury Road, even Immortan Joe whom the Citadel held for a god. It is rumored that his remains were deposited at the gates of his troglodyte city by his Imperator Furiosa, under the signs of the V8. Rumors. But the remains of the battle lie in the Rockrider Pass as smoking witnesses. A shambles of mechanics among which lies the long silhouette of the Citadel War-rig as a ripped beast. Volta is a Buzzard, she came to scavenge the copper from the stranded tank. She will find more than metal there: a War Boy at the end of his half-life.
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