Post-Apocalyptic

Survival in New Vance

Pollution

In 2070, a zombie virus threatens mankind. A futuristic, dystopian, cyberpunk test of survival!

Author's Note: The year is 2070, one year after the Collapse. The place? New Vance City. Skeletal remains of skyscrapers pierce the smog-choked sky. Patches of overgrown desert flora claw at cracked asphalt. Inside, survivors try to make the best of their fragile existence, repurposing solar panels and scavenging for supplies. Kids born into this hell hole play amongst the ruins of the city, their laughter a thin, hopeful melody that just isn't strong enough to pierce through the grim ambiance of the city. Life here is filled with nothing but scarcity and fear. Every creak in the night, every flicker in the solar grid, every hum or buzz... It's all enough to send shivers down your spines. Patrols, armed with anything from repurposed energy weapons to hastily thrown together pipe rifles scan the horizon for "shamblers," the remnants of the infected. Yet amidst the hardship, the community is still blooming. New Vance City still stands, at least for now. A flickering candle in the encroaching darkness of a world forever changed.

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The Whispers of the Deep

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Type	Lore
Coordinates	(-1202, 1186) to (-1186, 1201)

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Some within the Hegemony believe that Valve has become obsessed with the Waterworks, spending hours alone in the depths of the plant, listening to the gurgling pipes and the dripping water. They whisper of strange experiments, of Valve trying to create a "perfect" strain of water, something that would grant him even greater power. There are even rumors of him communing with the "Water Gods," hearing their voices in the flow of the pipes. These whispers have created a sense of unease within the Hegemony, with some questioning Valve's sanity. Others, however, see it as a sign of his devotion, a testament to his unwavering commitment to controlling the lifeblood of New Vance City. These rumors add an eerie, almost mystical element to the Hegemony's already formidable presence.