i was born under the ruins of the old city. after the bombs fell. our town, survived, under the ruins. the great war began against the Gotan tribe. We used our Pipe rifles and old shotguns. the god of ruin saved us when the old nuke that fell in the west, blown up killing the advancing army. The Gotan  Slaves came to our village as freemen. an the religion of the Ruin god spreads. i now after being soldier became a Priest of the Ruin God. also fear of Clone Replacements. they are made by the old