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The sun rose again on the barren wasteland that once gleamed with life and prospered with bustling towns. Before the bombs, every citizen had a pleasant smile painted joyfully on their faces and every child beamed with laughter. Trees waved with the wind, sparrows softly called with soft and subtle music. It was truly beautiful, the pinnacle of sweet suburban life. That time however, had long since wasted away, decayed as soon as the first dastardly device descended upon their village. Now, as the night surrendered to the sun, the once green lawns and immaculate housing seemed to be crumbling away before Arden’s very eyes. He sighed as