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Three souls, all tied together through a nuclear wasteland, They do not know each other, and don't even exist in the same timeline. All of them have struggles unknown to those around them. Lust for blood and power, cowardice, guilt, and envy are just a few of their vices. Through the conflicts that face them, they overcome and grow in character, but a certain force in the Wasteland holds them back. And no matter how much they fight, the Mojave doesn't let go.
Because the Mojave takes all, and gives no chances.
A collection of One Shots all from Fallout: New Vegas, with my original characters.
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