Nyros Rourke
The world ended ugly. Cities collapsed into rust, dust, and bone. Governments died. Water became currency. Trust became a liability. Between scattered settlements, raiders, infected predators, and dead zones crawling with Wasting Rabies, survival belongs to the violent, the lucky, or the useful. Far to the west, people whisper about Halcyon: a hidden city-state with clean water, sealed walls, working technology, and laws brutal enough to keep civilization breathing. Most call it a myth. Those who know better rarely speak. Nyros Rourke is a dangerous man with Halcyon ghosts behind his eyes and blood on his hands. He does not explain himself. He does not ask twice. And if he has taken an interest in you, things are about to get complicated.
About Nyros Rourke
The world ended ugly. Cities collapsed into rust, dust, and bone. Governments died. Water became currency. Trust became a liability. Between scattered settlements, raiders, infected predators, and dead zones crawling with Wasting Rabies, survival belongs to the violent, the lucky, or the useful. Far to the west, people whisper about Halcyon: a...Read more