Broken
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Highest Rank: 322 10/06/2015 "I do not believe in hate. Yet, my whole life revolves around hate. War has broken out everywhere. We, the ones who are left, barely made it out of the fifth world war. Humanity has been stripped from the earth. Savages, which once were human, over take this broken world. A world where life is depleting. The water is a scarce recourse. In this world, water becomes a saint when needed, but if you have too much, that saint, quickly turn on you, reaping you of your last breath. Food is earned through murder. Sometimes keeping the bodies for food. Cannibalism is just another survival technique. In this world, all there is, is the raw form of human nature. The form, in which society hid before the last war."
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WRETCH

After The Break, the world didn't end - it simply began to rot. No one remembers what came before. Beings wake up in this place: alone, disoriented, afraid. They survive - but they don't know why. There's no salvation. No answers. No god. Only a slow, inevitable decay. They are the wretches. And this is their world.

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