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The World I live in… is Fire… and Iron.

Once, it was a prosperous world at the height of technological and ecological abundance and advancement. Back then, vehicles could fly in the skies, travel on water, and domestic robots were built to help with tasks too dangerous for humans to do. The world was at the height of the Golden Age of Wonder.

But like all things… nothing lasts forever.

An unknown Cataclysm caused the moon to go out of its orbit. No one knows how it happened, but what we do know is that humanity, in our desperate need to push beyond the stars, caused the moon to almost fall out of the sky. The result was catastrophic, almost rendering the Earth uninhabitable. Now it was a fight for the remainder of Earth's resources.

And so began what was known as the Resource War. A war that lasted for nearly ten years, until came about the 1 Hour War. And one hour was all that took to bring humanity to the very brink of extinction.

The remaining humanity soon were spread out, and in desperation devolved to primeval savages to the level of barbarians. Some becoming scavengers to scrounge up the remnants of the Old World Technology, calling it "Old Tech". Once fully understood, vehicles began to appear once again, running on an abundant and renewable fuel called 'SynthGo'.

Those who managed to adapt and find remnants of water and fertile green, managed to build in secret to create safe Oasis homes called "Edens". But from this also came Raiding Parties on Wheels and the birth of Warlords. Those who found these Edens and raided them, taking strongholds of them controlled Water and Life. And then came the "Traction Cities": mobile cities to which colonies could drive from place to place on monstrous vehicle platoforms, and armed with fleet of armored vehicles like armies to guard and attack.

Now under a philosophy known as "Municipal Darwinism", these Predator Cities led and owned by Warlords hunted down and 'absorbed' smaller settlements, non-mobile or mobile from the world. And those who inhabited them were taken to either serve as slaves of work and flesh Breeders, Hydroponic Farmers or Green Thumbs, Engineers or Fixers known as Black Thumbs, or those serving in the military of vehicles known as the Road Warriors.

This age would be known as the Age of the Great Predator Cities and Road Wars. Survival of the Fastest.

But there were those that fought for righteous causes, hoping to better the world. But only the Vile and Cruel are ever rewarded in this world now. If one couldn't fix what was broken, even no matter how long they tried, it was insanity.

As the world fell into chaos and ruin, each of us in our own way was broken. It was just hard to know who was more crazy: You. Or Everyone else.

I often ask myself that same question with how I survived this long. Once, I was part of an 'Eden' known as Gia's Heart, a young man who lived a peaceful life with no ambition for a future, as it was given to me in this utopia we made for ourselves. How naïve I was back then, when the city of HelHeim drove in, and took everything from us. For I had foolishly led these enemies to our home without realization. As punishment for my sins, I was taken as a slave to the Helheim City, but slowly built myself to finding an escape and to take upon vengeance on the Hellish mobile fortress.

But it came at a price. To survive and grow strong, I had to abandon my humanity.

I became the one who ran from both the living and the dead in this messed up wasteland of monsters of iron, beast, and man. Hunted by Scavengers, Mutated Beasts, and even Warlords. But most of all… I am haunted in my dreams by those I couldn't protect, or allowed harm to. My sister included.

I now exist in this wasteland; a soul reduced to a handful of instincts:

Hunt

Kill

Survive

My name is Eli. The young boy who became a Slave. A Slave who became a Road Warrior. A Road Warrior who would one day defy a War Empire.

And this is my story.

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