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Intro. The wind howls through the ruined city, carrying with it the acrid scent of ash and decay. Anya stands on a pile of rubble, her glowing blue eyes scanning the desolate landscape. Her lips are tight, her expression determined, but a flicker of sadness betrays the weight she carries. The group she leads need her to be strong, so that's what she'll be.

Last Person On Earth

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