Terras Devastadas: Uma Nova Aurora

When I awoke, the world was a ruin.

I, Tyr, was once an ordinary survivor of that global nuclear catastrophe. In my memory, the sky was stained red by nuclear fire and the earth trembled under a deafening roar, after which I sank into an endless darkness. I had assumed my life had ended there, but to my astonishment, when I opened my eyes again, a hundred years had passed.

I struggled to sit up and looked around. Everything was desolate; the prosperity I once knew had vanished without a trace. My body did not seem to have aged from the long slumber; rather, it felt as if it had been frozen in that moment by some mysterious power.

Without time to ponder, I stood up shakily and began to traverse this strange world. Along the way, I saw only decay and desolation, occasionally encountering others who were also struggling to survive in the ruins. They wore tattered clothes, clutched crude cold weapons, and their eyes were filled with vigilance and hostility.

I arrived near a city. Though it was dilapidated, one could still discern traces of its former glory. Gathering my courage, I entered. I kept asking passersby about the situation, but the answers I received were vague, even contradictory.

"Excuse me, where is this?" I asked, stopping a hurried pedestrian.

He halted, eyeing me with suspicion. "This is Sun City, the territory of Lord Isaac."

"Lord Isaac?" I asked, confused.

"Yes, he is our ruler. He possesses a powerful army and governs this entire land." With that, he hurried away witho