They say when the world hands you lemons, make lemonade. Too bad they never mentioned what you do when the world hands you mass death and destruction.
All in all, I’d have preferred lemonade.
My name is Kris, and I’m alive at the rebirth of our world after a worldwide nuclear bombardment. Along with my classmates, we’re attempting to fit into this weird, dangerous world. Too bad I’m a bit extreme even for these dangerous times.
Directed mutations have helped change me to handle the world around us, creating a vast chasm of fear between me and others. That means it’s up to me to ensure my safety. To protect my people, even the non-human ones.
When I’m cast out of the group, it’s time to forge my way on my own with my new friend. Others are surviving due to the people around them. For me? For me, it’s all on my shoulders as I struggle to make it. That means coming to grips with my new home as well as the stark realization that I’m not really who and what I thought I was.
Is it possible for one lone girl to make it in a world where even the very land around you can kill you?
It’s time to find out. It might require allowing the hidden part of me out to play, but it’s sad to say that the real me is the nuclear option in a post-apocalyptic nightmare world. When the reality of me is scarier than the world I find myself in, sometimes I wonder if it would have been better if I never made it out of that bunker to begin with.
Genre: Science Fiction
All in all, I’d have preferred lemonade.
My name is Kris, and I’m alive at the rebirth of our world after a worldwide nuclear bombardment. Along with my classmates, we’re attempting to fit into this weird, dangerous world. Too bad I’m a bit extreme even for these dangerous times.
Directed mutations have helped change me to handle the world around us, creating a vast chasm of fear between me and others. That means it’s up to me to ensure my safety. To protect my people, even the non-human ones.
When I’m cast out of the group, it’s time to forge my way on my own with my new friend. Others are surviving due to the people around them. For me? For me, it’s all on my shoulders as I struggle to make it. That means coming to grips with my new home as well as the stark realization that I’m not really who and what I thought I was.
Is it possible for one lone girl to make it in a world where even the very land around you can kill you?
It’s time to find out. It might require allowing the hidden part of me out to play, but it’s sad to say that the real me is the nuclear option in a post-apocalyptic nightmare world. When the reality of me is scarier than the world I find myself in, sometimes I wonder if it would have been better if I never made it out of that bunker to begin with.
Genre: Science Fiction
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