• listen to this for extra effect.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2uVfCy4s1U


    There I stood, overlooking the wasted plains that were once Manhattan.

    Sixteen years have passed since the world went to hell. Governments declaring war on each other and men taking up arms. Men, women and children were taken in the fires of war and those unlucky enough to survive were dragged into the depths of loneliness and anguish.
    Mankind is an endangered species, having almost wiped ourselves out entirely with hate for one another.
    The air and ground is tainted with radiation, where great nations once stood there is now rubble and debris. Where families and friends socialized and made merry, there are now corpses and ruins.

    The world is now but a ghost of it's past.
    A merciless... harsh ghost.
    This is what the world has come to, the result of this being the arrogant and selfish needs of patriotism and 'honor'.
    What mankind once strived for they now lie dead in. Dreams are now delusions that can never be achieved.

    Was that it? mankind's glorious pinnacle? The ultimate goal that we all aimed to achieve?
    We looked to the stars, to god, to each other, and still our grand finale was that of total annihilation.

    I am possibly the last man on Earth.
    To breath I need to were a respirator, to eat I need to decontaminate food, to survive I have to kill.
    And you know what? It's kind of ironic, I'm in the state that our race started off in:
    I'm a man trying to survive by primitive means.

    History has a habit of repeating itself.
    In the past sixteen years I have killed hundreds to keep myself alive, I have done horrible, horrible things so I can keep going just that extra mile.
    Have I not learned from the planet's great baptism of hate all those years ago? No.
    Will I stop killing, fighting, and trying to achieve my own needs? No.

    The sky is Grey and the ground dry and lifeless. New York city is hollow and empty.
    Once great structures have toppled to the ground, structures once representing supposed 'freedom' and 'peace'.
    Such things have come to pass and reality has taken it's toll.

    The symbolic statue of liberty has sunk to the bottom of the Ocean, the once proud Empire state has collapsed in on itself. These symbols of might and prosperity are now but heaps of rock and metal.
    Is this what we aimed for? A lifeless, barren Earth?


    Perhaps this is the great future we were meant to achieve.
    A future without us.