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In a world drowned in ruin and overrun by the dead, there lived a mechanic. The survivors around him knew his name, because his tech kept them breathing in a place designed to kill them.
He didn't work alone. At his side was his apprentice - a kid with sharp hands, sharper instincts, and a knack for pulling miracles out of scrap. Between the two of them, Settlement 16 became legend. No horde could break it. No night was too dark. It was the safest pocket of life left.
Until the storm.
It wasn't rain. It was a sky-wide hammer that tore walls to splinters and ripped every defense apart. When it passed, it left a wide-open wound for the dead to pour through. By sunrise, Settlement 16 was a graveyard.
One person walked back into that silence: the apprentice. He'd been gone, miles out, hunting scrap for the next invention that never got built.
Now he carries the only things left - his master's knowledge, his own hands, and a debt. So he walks. Settlement to settlement, good or bad, he'll build what it takes to carve homes out of this dead world. One safe haven at a time.
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