>>6039618>>6039631>>6039632>>6039650>>6039672>>6039741>>6039791>>6039813>>6039858>>6039946>>6040095>>6040526You whistle a tune as you strap on your protective armor, casting a satisfied glance over your collection of assault rifles and ammunition. You've been preparing for this chaos for months—anything less would have been retarded.
It all kicked off when Russia invaded Ukraine, a war that dragged on for years. And what happens when a nuclear-armed nation gets bogged down in a protracted war? Their soldiers dying in meat waves, their economy teetering on the brink, and NATO escalating the conflict by arming their enemies? The inevitable happens—they bring out the nukes.
The moment tensions escalated between Russia and NATO, you started stockpiling weapons. You'd have to be a fucking moron not to see the writing on the wall.
Sure enough, Russia reached its limit and launched nuclear strikes on Ukraine. And once the nukes start dropping, the world changes irrevocably.
Within a month, Iran announced successful nuclear tests. Israel retaliated against Iran, who struck back. Pakistan and India exchanged nuclear blows. China invaded Taiwan. North Korea targeted South Korea.
And thus, a global war erupted. Americans thought they were safe from the old world's collapse, protected by oceans on both sides. But they overlooked the deep divisions within—the kind that deepens when you start locking up political opponents.
Suddenly, everything cost a fortune. The Middle East, now a radioactive wasteland, no longer exported oil. Goods from China vanished. Semiconductors from Taiwan dried up. As the global food system collapsed under the strain of war, scarcity hit hard.
And what do desperate people do when they lack food, fuel, and necessities? They storm the White House and lynch the president.
"A new world order is here, Karen," you say, your voice dripping with excitement as you gaze at your naked stepmother, still bound to your bed. "A world where men like me will be kings."
Using your mouth and tongue on her pussy, you elicit moans from her, making her scream your name. Gasping from her orgasm, she asks, "Where are you going now, Alex?"
"I need to pick up a few things," you reply with a chuckle, your mind drifting to Hannah, the girl who chose your best friend over you. It's time she understood what she missed. "There’s some unfinished business I need to handle, and bring back something that belongs to me."
Karen's voice is tinged with desperation. "Why don’t you untie me before you go? If something happens to you out there—"
"You’ll starve," you finish for her, a cold smile playing on your lips. "Better start praying, Karen. Pray that your sweet stepson makes it back! That's what you want, isn’t it, love?"
>> Advantage: a car that's still in working condition.>> Advantage: a loyal hunting dog.>> Advantage: a stockpile of canned food.>> Advantage: an array of solar panels.