A long time ago, The world was ruled by wizards, and their schools and cities, Prosperous, And in control of the wider populace of the magically impotent, However, Eventually. A war had broken out, No one knows the cause for certain, But it happened, And the spells of the wizards had destroyed all, Leaving the world a mass desert, With fogs of mystic miasma, which kill and mutate all in their path.

However, Relics of the old world remain, Oddly enough, The inventions of the mundanes, Cars, Motorcycles, Trucks and motorboats, In this ruined world, Who are you?