A merchant crosses your path -
"I've got nothing, I tell ya."
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January 5th, 2586 A.G.D. (After Global Destruction)
It has been nearly 50 years since the resurgence of mankind, and the end of nuclear winter. After a long, dark slumber, the sole creation of the Atom Initiative, the Eve Mutagen, finally took hold. The next evolution of humanity inhabited the planet once more.
Somewhere in New York, in a quiet, dreary countryside, was a fabricator who lived among bug ranchers. After months of his effort, he restored his machine -- a quaint contraption with two wheels and handlebars.
With everything in order, it was time to set out south. There, through the long, winding, ancient forest roads, were barren shores, on which great and powerful beetles swarmed. Yearning to dash alongside mighty creatures, he went, leaving only a furious wake of air behind him.