Krit stares at the nuclear explosion in the distance. He watches the impending doom of the Earth, the final moments of humanity, finally come to an end after a long and horrific third world war. But before the heat-death reaches him, before his body turns to dust, his vision fades to darkness.

He awakens, freezing and naked upon an altar, the sound of approaching footsteps echoing towards him.

From one hell to another, how will this post-apocalyptic survivor traverse the horrific reality that is the supposed magical fantasy.

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