text: [Themes: sci-fi, RPG, science fiction, war, dystopia, post-apocalyptic]
  
  You look in front of you, making sure you won't hit anything and that the road is clear, before you turn around briefly and firing the full clip at the driver of the Hummer. The passenger fires a few more bullets at you, none of them hitting you though, before their vehicle skids out of control and plummets into an abandoned waste oil rig by the side of the road at full speed, blowing both their vehicle and the oil rig up in flames.
  
  ''Yeeeee-haw!'' you shout, turning back around on your seat and continuing to ride towards New Hope.
  
  New Hope:
  
  You start seeing the walls of New Hope in the distance. But you also see loads of smoke. And, as you further approach and are now in front of the open gates, you see the bodies of city guards being tossed over the walls out in front of the gate. You look up, curious as to what's happening. That's when you see Rawrock Greveth, one of your most trusted friends from the Warlords. He sees you, waves, and then shouts:
  
  ''Aether! Where the hell have you been?!? Come join the fun!''
  
  ''What's going on?'' you ask, shouting.
  
  ''Warchief Zaden said we needed to take over New Hope and get ready for a siege! We're gonna take the Legion out! It's pure chaos in here, man! Murder, rape, theft... You name it, we do it!'' he finishes, laughing like a maniac.
  
  ''Where's the Warchief?''
  
  ''Oh, he's hostin' a party for all of us in the senate building! Plenty o' booze, drugs and women!''
  
  You enter through the gates, and slowly ride towards the center of the city, looking around and noticing all the chaos engulfing the city. You see Warlords killing random people, looting shops and raping women in the middle of the streets, in broad daylight. It also seems that they were able to recruit some of the less law-abiding types around here to join your side. You see a few other Warlords torching buildings with their inhabitants still inside. There seems to be no resistance left, with the citizens of the city that chose not to join the Warlords either dead or dying.
  
  You eventually reach the senate building, and see some Warlords standing guard by the entrance. You stop your motorcycle, hop off and walk inside.
  
  Loud heavy metal music is blaring through the speakers that were used during senate meetings to make everyone hear the speeches better. You scan the area for a while, trying to find Warchief Zaden. A lot of Warlords are inside here, drinking in earnest, and a huge orgy is currently occuring in front of you, between your fellow raiders, willing, and not-so-willing female and male inhabitants of New Hope alike.
  
  Finally, you find Warchief Zaden, sitting on a makeshift throne made of the corpses of the dead senate members, and admiring the chaos before his eyes.
  
  You kneel down in front of him, speaking up.
  
  ''Your lordship, I sincerely apologize for being late... What is your bidding?'' you ask.
  
  He smiles, taking a sip from a glass of wine, before answering.
  
  ''It's all good, warrior... Have your fun, this is a time to celebrate. We are behind safe walls, and the Legion will be easily defeated with us occupying this city. Go on now, enjoy our victory.''
  
  You nod, then stand up and start enjoying your time, however you may wish to do it...
  
  Twenty days later...
  
  You are having your first drink for the day at a bar your gang redecorated with skulls on stakes everywhere, both inside and outside, when a few Warlords all clad in their combat gear and carrying assault rifles burst inside unannounced.
  
  ''Everyone to the walls! The Legion's here!'' one of them shouts, before everyone gets up from their seats and scrambles to the walls. You follow suit, after making sure your new M4A1 carbine is fully loaded and you have spare magazines in your pockets.
  
  Reaching the top of the wall, you see that the Legionnaires have surrounded the city walls. There must be one thousand of them at the very least. The fighting has not started yet, and both sides nervously aim their weapons at one-another. Until, out of nowhere, Warchief Zaden comes up with one grenade launcher on each shoulder, firing both at two armored buses of the Legion, blowing both of them up, along with the Legionnaires in them. Your side begins firing right after that, with the Legion retaliating quickly, too.
  
  As you shoot at the Legionnaires surrounding your walls, you notice a few of them trying to scale the walls. It looks like none of your brothers-in-arms saw them yet.
  
  > keep shooting at the ones at ground level
  You keep firing at the ones down below, and yell at one of your companions that there are a few Legionnaires scaling the walls. He tells the same to others, and soon enough they shoot all of the scaling soldiers down.
  
  You fire most of your clip, and take down quite a lot of Legionnaires. You then spot a Legion sniper hiding behind a truck, aiming directly at you, trying to steady his hands to make an accurate shot. You quickly fire the remainder of your clip at him, hitting him in the neck and watching as blood squirts out of his arteries before he collapses on the ground, devoid of life.
  
  You duck, dodging a few bullets fired by a Legion soldier, and reload your assault rifle. Standing up once more, you continue firing.
  
  The battle rages on for hours, the light of late morning turning into the light of dusk, before you spot the few Legionnaires left making a run for it towards the barren landscape of the Wasteland. You and your comrades don't waste any time, though, and all of you fire relentlessly at the retreating foes, killing all of them. Then, the entirety of the Warlords let out a collective victory yell.
  
  When you are looking for casualties, you find Chieftain Zaden has died of a gunshot to the head. You don't have that many casualties, maybe only fifty dead, while the Legion lost over a thousand soldiers today. You all mourn the loss of your leader and other dead brothers and burn their corpses in the center of the city, leaving the bodies of the Legionnaires to rot outside the walls. The night is filled with both celebrating and mourning the losses. You indulge in some activities of your choice, and then head off to sleep relatively early compared to your companions.
  
  The following day...
  
  Around noon, when most of the Warlords have finally awakened, you see Callen Steel, your worst enemy inside the gang, holding a speech on top of the watch tower.
  
  ''... And now, I ask you... Are we, the Warlords, the best warriors to have ever set foot in these forsaken lands?''
  
  ''Hell yeah!'' a collective shout is heard from down where the crowd of Warlords has gathered to listen.
  
  ''And did our former glorious Warchief, Zaden, guide us to victory in this battle, or did he not?''
  
  ''He did!'' shouts the crowd.
  
  ''Do we want another Warchief like him? One that is fearless, brutal and stands true to his promises?''
  
  ''Yeah!'' screams the crowd, once again.
  
  ''Well then, I propose that I, Callen Steel, have proven myself to be quite similar to our beloved former Warchief, and would like to step up as the new Warchief of our war band! Who's with me?''
  
  ''Chieftain Callen! Chieftain Callen! Chieftain Callen!'' is heard from the crowd.
  
  Rawrock approaches you, looking at Callen before turning to you and whispering:
  
  ''You want this asshole to take over? He hates us both, y'know... Gonna have us both killed... Or worse.''
  
  ''Of course not... What's your point?'' you ask, keeping your voice low.
  
  ''You can take over yourself if you want, it's not like you'd be a worse Warchief than this son of a bitch. Fuck, I'd support you wholeheartedly, Aether. Just challenge him to a duel for the title of Warchief. A duel to the death, so he doesn't cause any trouble later down the road.''
  
  ''Why don't you do it?'' you ask, raising an eyebrow.
  
  ''Me? You know me, I ain't leader material... I'd probably lead us all to ruin in about a week.'' he says.
  
  ''Any other options? Or is this it? I either take over, or we get killed?''
  
  ''Well, we could run off to that place you're from... Castle City? I doubt anyone will recognize us there. Plus, we both got fat stashes of coins by now, we could retire and live the rest of our lives as rich men.''
  
  You look up, thinking about what to do, and seeing Callen still grinning as he receives acclamations from the crowd below him.
  
  > challenge Callen to a duel
  ''Hey, punk!'' you shout, climbing up to where he is standing and drawing your machete out, looking at him. ''You and me, fight to the death! For the title of Warchief!''.
  
  He looks around for a moment, before being handed a machete by another Warlord. He looks at it, and then at you, and then takes a deep breath, his hands noticeably shaking.
  
  ''Fucking coward...'' you mutter under your breath, getting ready.
  
  The crowd down below cheers you both on, some shouting for you to win, others for Callen. You take a brief look down at the crowd, and notice Rawrock waving at you and whistling. You then turn back and face your opponent.
  
  He charges, and you easily dodge his weak attempt to hit your head with his machete. He loses balance and falls on his back next to the edge of the wall. This could be your chance...
  
  > attack now!
  You quickly walk towards him, and slightly raise your machete, ready to dig it in the neck of your foe, who is lying on his back. He suddenly grabs you by the legs and tosses you off of the wall, the fall killing you as you land on your head and break your neck as well as several fragments of your skull, too.