Fallout: Vestige
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  • Reads 3
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Feb 16, 2016
Mature
All across the Lone Star Wasteland, stories are told of a man dressed in black who protects the innocent and punishes the corrupt. A shadowy figure who roams the lands, wielding two silver revolvers and righting wrongs. He's a living legend. But in every legend, there's a shred of reality. And sometimes, that reality is far, far worse then you could of imagined.
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