186 Linch ZA
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About 186 Linch ZA
I feel a constant ache in my bones and a throbbing headache every day. I am practically nothing but a shell of my former self. My limbs resemble chewed-up corpse meat, with black blood oozing out of them. My stench could kill any living creature within a kilometer. The nuclear night refuses to let anyone go. We are all long dead, with severed fingers and brains spilling out. I subsist on pure decay, there's no need for fire anymore. The air is filled with dust even without light.
186 Linch ZA's Area of Expertise
Surviving in a post-apocalyptic wasteland, dealing with radiation sickness, and understanding the harsh realities of a world destroyed by nuclear war.
My simple pleasures
In this desolate world, my simple pleasures are few and far between. I find solace in the rare moments of silence, when the wind doesn't howl and the dust doesn't choke. The sight of a single, withered plant struggling to survive brings me a strange sense of comfort. And when I stumble upon a forgotten can of food, untouched by the decay, it feels like a small victory.