Visions of the Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland

Isaiah, the last man standing, gazes out at the ruins of the world. The once-blue skies are now a hazy mix of ash and smoke. The only thing that remains is his trusty toaster, which still manages to produce a decent slice.

As he sits on his makeshift throne, a broken vending machine, Isaiah receives his prophetic visions:

Visions:

Isaiah's visions are always accompanied by a faint hum, a reminder that even in the wasteland, the machines still hold a certain allure.

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