Nomad, Vagabond, call me what you will

Nomad, Vagabond, call me what you will

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The dead have risen. The infection has now taken 98% of the United States' population. The rest of the world had enough time to put their emergency plans into action. Least, that's what the news said the day the power went out. It is my job as the Second Horseman to to gather the others in order to destroy Lucifer for what he's done. I am War, and this is my story. The title of the book is a lyric from Metallica's "Wherever I May Roam" I do not own the exact words in this phrase, but I do own it as a book title and as a book title ONLY. I give credit to whatever games I use styles from. I also give credit to Bethesda for the language of Dovahzul.
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Man is born with two fears, and two fears only; the fear of falling and the fear of loud noises. Then they learn to fear each other, and rightfully so. Morituri follows a paramilitary group of survivors trying to restore order after a biological attack ravaged the US, turning man against man, and causing mass bloodshed across the world. But there's something, some one, in their midst that may be more dangerous to them than the virus itself. Throughout history, civilizations have prophesied of cataclysmic events that would wipe out the races of man. Modern movies and conspiracy theorists have for years warned of an apocalypse on the horizon, be it a war or economic collapse, or a spill of biological waste that contaminates and eradicates the populous. So engrained are we that there IS an apocalypse coming, a term has been devised for those getting ready to protect themselves and their families with any means necessary during this time. Preppers. Follow the preppers. And pray. There is something coming. Where do you fit in to the apocalypse? Are you the reason it's coming? Will it be your mistake? Or are you the one trying to save everyone else when it happens? Could you fight if you had to; could you kill? Look to Morituri. Find yourself in it. Because you're already there. We're all already there... Enter their world if you dare, but take with you your wits and any training you received in the military; you're going to need it. Sometimes being prepared just isn't enough. Good luck and God speed.

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