(Contains main story spoilers)
I've risen up from Vault 111, I look up at the skies so bright it looks like Heaven
Been cryogenically frozen in a capsule pod, tricked by the scientists and left to rot
Some bald headed man with a scar across his face had murdered my wife and took my son away
I find myself in this dangerous nuclear world, with deathclaws and synths thrown at me, hurled
The Commonwealth is not like what I remember before the bombs dropped, and when I saw my home torn I felt my heart stop
Codsworth, my butler robot, a dear I friend I never forgot
Alone still trimming at the bushes and grass, as if he was still living in the past
Raiders and gunners trying to shoot me down, I kill them all in self defense as I loot their bodies littered all around
Pipe pistols, plasma shotguns, laser rifles, mutant skulls, synth grenades set to stun, and Vault Boy idols, there's no doubt about it, their ferocity was unbridled
They murdered a bunch of helpless settlers and violent super mutants, but judging from the kind of men they were I should have already knew this
What kind of horrible world would push these men to do this? I must use my military knowledge to survive and get through this
Nothing will stop me on my search for my lost son, armed to the teeth with blades, grenades and guns
Slicing and dicing, slashing and eviscerating, with my serrated machete in hand there's radiated blood on the blade that I'm tainting!
Shooting bullets and pumping them all full of lead, making extra sure that those bastards are dead
Taking a hit of jet… whizzing through bullets that haven't hit me yet…
Consuming and ingesting a pill of mentats, I can tell for a fact that your death will be painful yet fast
PUMPING PSYCHO, HELL YES, THIS WILL END WITH A VIOLENT KILL FEST!!!
DEATHCLAW OR RAIDER IT DOESN'T MATTER, THIS WILL END WITH YOU DEAD AND THERE WILL BE MUCH BLOOD TO BE SPLATTERED
Whoa… all the bodies around me, did I do all this? How the fuck did I even get into this mess?
Lately I've noticed I've been killing things for fun… oh God, what kind of monster have I become?
Over time things have been getting worse, as I find out some news I wish I haven't heard… many years have passed and my Shaun is the leader of the Institute, for lack of a better word
He wants the Institute to take control of this terrible world, he says, while in my mind I'm analyzing which group's methods will be the best…
The Brotherhood of Steel, when despite their honor and zeal, they're racist and hateful against ghouls and synths, irrationally violent without a lick of sense?
Or the Railroad group of secret agents and spies, what would happen if they became undisguised? Would their plan to save the synths work to help them start a new life, or is it a hopeless vision that will cause them much suffering and strife?
And what about the Commonwealth Minutemen and Preston Garvey? Righteous in every way but leading too small of an army?
And finally there's the Institute, technologically advanced in every aspect… though they have ulterior motives that I've come to suspect…
Which group will give the best second chance to this irradiated Earth, a hope to advance and improve the lives of the living and future birth?
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