Whelp, for some reason I like starting stories when I have plenty of others to do. Oh well, this idea just wouldn't leave me alone until I put it out there.

So Far Cry 5, damn it's one of the best I've played in a long while. It's fun, awesome, crazy, and terrifying in its own. Guns, explosions, cults and mayhem, what more could you need?

My only critique? The endings FUCKING SUCK! I'm mean the shit!? *spoilers ahead*

I mean the secret ending? Nothing happens and the cult keeps building power until something else sets them on their holy war. Walk Away ending? You leave your friends brainwashed and later you kill your other buddies in a brainwashed rampage. Resist End? The county gets NUKED, everyone DIES, and you're trapped in a bunker with JOSEPH.

The last one is more or less the main one, but there are different theories on it. First is that Joseph was right all along and this is the Collapse and world is gone. Second theory is that the cult had the nukes and set them off themselves. And the final theory that I support is that is was all a Bliss induced hallucination. Not only does it make me feel better but it also is the most logical option of the three. I mean I know there is an international crisis going on but why drop not one, but THREE nukes on one isolated county in Montana? It makes no sense unless it was a drug trip. After all Bliss is some powerful stuff.

Alright enough with the rant. Let's get this party started!

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"Whoever sheds human blood,

by humans shall their blood be shed;

for in the image of God

has God made mankind."

-Genesis 9:6

Prologue: Beginning At The End

Below the the earth's surface was a bunker, one built to survive the end of the world. However that claim was being put to the test as nuclear fire burned the world outside.

Inside the bunker were two men, both shirtless and their bodies covered with scars. The one sitting in a chair with yellow tinted aviators and haired pulled into a small bun, was a man known as Joseph Seed. The leader of the Project at Eden's Gate. His body was littered with self-inflicted injuries and the names of seven sins carved into his flesh. He sat there in a chair across from the other man who was currently shackled to a pipe.

The man across from him was a man in his late twenties, light brown hair kept short with only a hint of stubble and dirt on his somewhat average looking face. His shirtless body was well muscled, a result of constant exertion and exercise from the last few months. His skin was marked by scars caused by burns, bullets, and fangs, though luckily none were severe enough to hamper his movement. On his chest was a tattoo, a simple one that was nothing more than one word, 'WRATH'. His eyes however were what stood out. They were a deep blue and it was easy to see all the emotions going through his mind, shock and fear. This was Hope county's Junior Deputy, Nathaniel Rook.

Joseph sat forward in his chair, his face so close to Nate's he could feel the man's breath on his skin.

"I waited so long for the prophecy that God whispered into my ear to be fulfilled. I prepared by family for this moment." He said with almost no emotion in his voice. "And you took them from me."

Joseph's stoic face turned into a scowl, one that conveyed all his anger and rage he had towards the Deputy.

"I should kill you for what you've done." Yet his faced lost his anger, replaced by something akin to desperation. "But you're all I have left now... You're my family."

He leaned in a bit closer, giving Nate a good look at just how wild his eyes really were.

"And when the world is ready to be born anew…we will step into the light. I am your father… and you are my child… and together we will march to Eden's gate." With that said, Joseph Seed sat back in his chair with a tired yet smug grin on his face.

Deputy Rook just sat there, contemplating everything with a defeated look on his face.

This is it? This is how it ends? He was right, the Collapse was real and this how it all goes down?

Nate's hopeless look disappeared and his features hardened. His azure eyes lost the fear and was replaced with a emotion he was well acquainted with; rage.

This is not what I fought for! This is not what I bleed for! This is not what I KILLED for!

Nate had been called plenty of names by the Peggies during his time fighting the cult. Sinner. Heretic. Demon. Yet the last one had never been more accurate until now.

His face twisted until his lips turned into a snarl, his teeth bared, nostrils flared and his eyes ablaze with hate. All of it directed at the man in front of him. The man responsible for so much pain and suffering.

"No." Rook's voice was barely a whisper, yet the hate bleed through. "No no no no no No No No NO NO NO! THIS IS NOT HOW IT ENDS!"

With a desperate and savage lunge, he leapt towards the object of his hate. Oddly enough, the cuffs holding his arms gave way as if they weren't even there.

With a loud thud, the two men crashed to the floor. Joseph was a athletic and well built man, yet the deputy was not only stronger than him but was also far more experienced. The constant fighting for his life had seen to that.

It was almost easy how Nate wrapped his hands around the older man's throat. "You did this! You started all this! If you left everyone alone they would be alive! The preppers would have survived! " He screamed as his fingers tightened, cutting off the cult leader's air flow. It was then Joseph began to struggle to free himself from the Deputy's iron grip.

"No, you just had to 'save' them. Had take their lives! Had to take everything they owned! Had to take their sanity! Had to take theirs souls!"

As if the world responded to the Deputy's anger, the bunker's walls melted away. Fire began to leak in. The roof shattered to pieces and the earth crumbled to dust. The burning sky was there for all to see, yet the two didn't care. All that mattered was the other man. With his strong muscles Nate lifted Joseph's head up and brought it back down to the floor with force.

"They all just wanted to live. I fought for them to give them that opportunity. I wanted to help, to protect and serve, now that's all gone!" The flames crept along the floor, getting ever closer to the two. "But now, all I want… is to watch… you…DIE!" He emphasized every phrase by bashing the other man's head against the floor.

The fire was upon them, Rook could feel the flames lick at his skin. He ignored it all, everything but the man in his hands. Yet just as the self proclaimed prophet was on the brink of unconsciousness, Nate lifted his hands. Just like that Josephs throat was free and he took a much needed gulp of air. The eyes that were once clouded with desperation were now focused and then widened as he took in the Junior Deputy's raised fist above him.

"Eden was never open to you. Now, let's go meet the devil shall we?" Nate said with a insane smile as he brought his fist down in a powerful strike. As the fist connected with Joseph's throat, all that Nate could hear was a crack that was louder than any explosion he had ever heard. The flames rose up, blistering his skin as an intense pain shot through skull. It was then that world was consumed by an all powerful bright light.

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And that's it. That's the prologue. Did I get your attention? I hope so, because this was really just me taking out my disappointment on the ending and saying 'screw you Ubisoft this is how it should have ended.'

Now you guys and gals, or whatever you are and please leave a review. And later on in the story I'll be taking suggestions on what could happen when the people of Roanapur and Hope County interact. Have a beautiful day!