Fallout The Untold Story -ON HOLD-
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After Michael Moot comes out of a vault he was in for 15 years he looks and sees the wasteland which was once our beautiful gleaming planet earth! Michael decides to explore the wasteland! But exploring the wasteland won't be easy as there are monsters now roaming the wastelands and michael must learn to survive on his own!
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