Every day is just another bad dream
So let's start this fucking machine

The year is unknown, the time....is gone. After years and years of constant warfare across the entire planet the age of atomic bombs had begun and the starting zone became the United states. Thirty years the last safe zone is awaiting its last moments of life before destruction. A bald child plagued by the mutations of atomic radiation watches out the stained glass windows knowing nothing of a life to want to live for. He watches the bright light that could burn even the sun shine across the land drawing closer and closer until finnaly it is upon him and all goes dark. A bright light emerges only a fraction of a second after in an explosion equally as devastating. One body is left untouched, alone on the burning soil. Its form loomed up from the remains and slowly looked up to the darkened clouds above with blind eyes. It screamed, falling to it's knees and whaling, clawing at the ground beneath it watching the bomb go off again and again.

Created from improbability fractioned off by a scale factor of atomic warfare, a time lapse from atomic detonation causes the displaced matter of an eraticated child seconds before the detonation to reform in suspended animation self sustained in time but for an indefinite period? Most likely. Minus boy wanders the destroyed planet Earth trying to understand who he is, why he is, and where he is in an age of brutality and corruption.

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