War isolation

War isolation

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 7, 2021
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
The year was 2032, the world had for a long time been in conflict with each other. Nobody ever thought that world war 3 would be an reality. The war was horrible, and many lives were lost. In year 2038, a solution to the conflict was made. Or it wasn't exactly a solution. The nation decided to go in isolation for 50 years, to prevent further conflicts. And now 50 years has passed, and what now?
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2045

EXTRACT FROM BOOK: I don't know how to live anymore. With everyone I care about dead, all I can do is focus on Survival finding Food, Fresh Water and Keeping away from the dangerous groups of Reluquos. After the Disease that killed off the Majority of the world finally deceased it left the world a Hostile and Dangerous place. With approximately 2,500 people left in America and 15,000 left in the world, it isn't often you come across someone just passing by, there are three main groups that stick together The Beati, who are the apocalyptic version of a hippy, The Operarios Group (just normal people trying to survive), and then of course The Reluquos the power hungry killers who execute anyone who try's to get in their way or disagrees with them. Oh and then there are just the Loners like me hoping to find somewhere they can fit in and belong. I don't know what made me go this route but for some reason I did and now I'm standing face to face with a Reluquos Army Leader. His strong arm grips onto my Shoulder stopping me from moving, He regards me coolly studying my face for signs of fear, which I'm trying my damned hardest to suppress. Finally he talks....

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