The Mutants

We are the changed, the infected, the affected, the saved. Our history is a waste. The past bodies, the past way of life is gone. We have been cleansed by the dust that filled our lungs. The dust gave us ability, it gave us power beyond the pitiful humans and their machines of death. They see us as dirt, we see them as grains of sand on a vast beach. They call for war, and we shall give them war. WE have the ability, we have the power to destroy them, we are better. I, Dyavol relyk, am your leader and we shall retake the land that is rightfully ours. With our many years of coping with the dust, we have evolved, yes, our cities lay in ruins because of these humans technologies of destruction, but we have persevered. We have grown and we are better. They know nothing of us, each generation have its own abilities, each "mutant" as the humans call us, is special. The humans call themselves pure. But they know nothing. They'd spit on us if they weren't too scared to always wear machinery around us, but we...we shall take back the world.