Co-written with TheRedHood.

There’s a limit to how many times I wanted to wake up in the distant future, that being only once. But fate is cruel and unrelenting, and I find myself a victim of circumstance. Considering the circumstances during the final assault against the Institute, I truly believed I had met my end. Once again, I awake in the distant future after God knows how long. The world around me is nothing compared to what I once knew. What can only be described as mutated, bipedal creatures walk the earth. There’s some kind of conflict going on, and I’m now right smack in the middle of it without intending to. Honestly, I’m sick and tired of playing the long game and being the nice guy all the damn time. It’s high time I take what I’m owed for all my suffering, and no one in this stupidly mutant world is going to stop me. Oh, did I forget to mention that I’m currently trapped in my own Power Armor? Just my damn luck, right?

5/8/22:😲

5/9/22:😁

5/10/22:😆