The World after the Fall

Civilization ended in fire and fury and the World Before was broken, in some places so violently that reality itself fractured. The Agents of the Fall agents of the Fall struck terrible bargains to secure victory, sacrificed everything, and yet failed hopelessly. They have since fallen to the inevitable march of time, facts turning into story, story turning into myth and myth turning inevitably into legend.   But not all burned in the Fall. From the cracks and the hollows and the forgotten places survivors emerged. Survivors with their own memories of the fall, their own knowledge, fractured and half-remembered. Their unflinching refusal to lay down and die and be forgotten sustained them, and against all odds the scarred world after the Fall welcomed them.   What will come? The servants of the Agents of the Fall agents of the Fall still roam the wastes, masterless and revelling in their power or steadfastly carrying out the wishes of their forgotten generals. Will the societies of the world after the Fall grow, survive and claw themselves back from the edge of the abyss? Or is this last flicker of humanity the final ember doomed to dim and die in the utter cold of the dark future? Again, only inevitable time will tell.   Let us hope that the road leads upwards. For there is still such a thing as hope. And stranger things besides. Stranger than even the Fall itself...