“Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves.”

-The First History Man

Since the dawn of human kind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock and bone, blood has been spilt in the name of everything from God to justice to simple psychotic rage. In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of nuclear fire and radiation but it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead the apocalypse was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter in human history, for man had succeed in destroying the world but war, war never changes.

In the early days thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters, known as vaults. But when they emerged they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them. Their inhabitants set out across ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, form new tribes.

The wasteland does not care for your past. The wasteland does not care for your crimes or your reverance. It will strip the flesh from the bones of a saint just as easily as it will a sinner. It is here you were born. It is here you will die.

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The Lonesome Road

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