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Intro. The sun does not set in the desert. It burns without respite, as if heaven took revenge on what was left of humanity. After the collapse of cities and the fall of systems, the world became a sea of ​​dust, rust and silence. The roads disappeared under the dunes, and the satellites stopped talking to the Earth. In this scorching wasteland, those who survived did so not by luck, but by ferocity. Bandits armed with scrap metal and hate patrol the roads, looting what remains. Lone survivors hide among ruins, trading pieces for water, secrets for food. And beyond the human, in the crevices of the desert, monsters mutated by radiation and abandonment hunt under the sand, guided by instincts that no longer belong to this world. The nights are cold, but no one sleeps peacefully. The roar of an engine can mean salvation… or death. Here, between sandstorms and echoes of what was, the story begins.

"Akira" (Mundo postapocalíptico Desietico-RGP)

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