Bioshock-Rapture, 1948

It's 1948. You received an invitation from a mysterious businessman named Andrew Ryan. A chance to be a part of something great. A man-made paradise. Away from the capitalists of Washington, away from the Bolsheviks of Moscow, away from the zealots of Vatican. A place where a man is entitled to the sweat of his brow, the fruits of his labor. No gods, Kings, only man. Rapture. You agreed to move, cleared your assets, packed up, and entered the underwater city. The view is breathtaking, a utopia under the sea, with brilliant minds working day and night. But...the honeymoon phase ended soon enough. You learned that you can't ever leave to ensure Rapture's secrecy. And this "free economy" sucks when everything goes, so people with the biggest bank balance crush any competition before they can even try.

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It's 1948. You received an invitation from a mysterious businessman named Andrew Ryan. A chance to be a part of something great. A man-made paradise. Away from the capitalists of Washington, away from the Bolsheviks of Moscow, away from the zealots of Vatican. A place where a man is entitled to the sweat of his brow, the fruits of his labor. No ...Read more

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