Zemblanity
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Zemblanity: "The antonym of serendipity... making unhappy, unlucky and expected discoveries by intent rather than by chance."
It's a wonderful world we live in. Nobody has to care about government, laws, taxes, school, war, none of that. It's an urban world taken over by nature and scavengers. The people here are called Dwellers, and they live through trading, exploring, building a small yet strong community, or living off the mutated land alone. Life is good. Life has always been this way.
Except it hasn't. Juvie and their group of friends find this out when they explore PreDweller buildings and find old pictures and documents telling the tale of an older world. A world filled to the brim with people and advanced technology. What happened to that world?
Suddenly, our main characters find themselves pursuing the answer to that question. Instead of living in a peaceful nature based world full of ignorance and safety, they go out of their way to discover the cold, gray, and frightening skeletons of what used to be major cities of what used to be a major country. They've gotten themselves into this mess, and now they can't go back. Not without knowing the history of the world they live in.
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