[MC POV]

The old world is dead. A long time ago, the Nazi's have discovered how to manipulate life and
death, the atom bomb.

In a last ditch of effort to rid the Allies out of Nazi land, they used this weapon to kill them, this
ended the Second World War in a dramatic way, but it started a new kind of war, the Nuclear
war, this war lasted for hundreds of years, these two great forces waged war on countless
fronts, be it by land, air, or sea, they battled, in their war they have reformed the land that was
once Earth. The seas have become polluted with toxic radiation due to nukes dropping down,
the landscape becoming unrecognizable, the air was so toxic it could kill a person. It seems that
this war would never end, until a large fireball lit up the sky, brighter than the sun, brighter than
anything we have seen before… then it was over, the two bickering forces are now dead, gone
from this Earth… or at least what the elders of Bruth say.

I never really cared much nor paid attention to these war stories of the old