Twelve years since the sky went white. What crawled out of the fallout learned to think.
Sixteen factions now carve the ruins. Seven wear skin — militia holdouts, ashen fanatics, syndicate scavvers, iron reclaimers, silent watchers, dust-devil nomads, and the Hell Diggers M.C. Seven wear rot — the shambling Horde, the bile-drenched Coven, the bone-armored Marrow Kin, the psychic Whisper Brood, the ember-scorched Devourers, and two new hivemind curses — The Collective and the steel-fused Ironworks Husks. Two wear steel — the Iron Chorus and a rogue-AI splinter that names itself Terminators.
Build a base. Grow a legend. Hold the last ashes.
If you succeed, something older still is watching from the void.