Apocalyptic days behind us,
Nothing but desolate oceans of sand,
Masked Vision hinders movement.
We cannot survive alone.
We grew accustomed to the super markets,
People must survive upon each other.
Feuds form, people strive for power.
Barons of water and food.
The people live their own lives,
Proof of rule, death in battle.
Heroes are rare,
Corruption abundant.
The Apocalypse came,
stories come forth.
This is One Hero's tale,
where the Barons stood in his way.
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