The world you once knew is gone—now just a wasteland of cracked highways, crumbling buildings, and empty silence. The air is thick with dust, and the sky, once blue, is smeared with a dull, grey haze. Only the sharp, biting wind and the occasional distant sound of something—or someone—moving in the ruins remind you that life persists. Survivors cling to what's left, scavenging, bartering, fighting. It's a world where trust is rare and resources are scarcer.