The sun creeped out from the dark clouds and landed upon the piercing heights of the skyscrapers of New York City. But this New York City was different. Dirty, chaotic, gloomy and suffocating were the few words that could be used to describe this city. Homeless addicts sprawled upon the streets, dirty needles littered the street along with paper rainbow flags.
The air itself smelled of decadence, pollution and sin. On the cracked sidewalks of New York there was a rhythmic tap of 5 pairs of feet. " This is New York?" Asks Jake. " Surprised?" Asks Rose. " Yes. I mean I did think things would be bad. But this is just heartbreaking." Said Jake while motioning everywhere with his fingers. " This was inevitable. After all, WW3 ended with the entirety of America and parts of Europe except Poland and Türkiye being divided into two parts.
The Conservative Russo-American zone that was made by uniting Asian countries has preserved their values and now are a global hyperpower while the American continent depends on the 11 aging Supercarriers to maintain their status as a hyperpower." I explained to everyone. " Are those twin towers made of Junk?" Points out Haley. " Eh, not exactly. They rebuild the framework but environmentalist groups shut it down citing non-existent ecological damage.
Now that framework with flooring has become a junkie heaven and dumpster. We walked and came in front of the Katz deli or what's left of it but it was still running. Unlike before there are no tickets or lines. Just an old man with a single cooker cooking pastrami. " He's clean and so is the restaurant." Says Jake after sniffing the air. " 6 pastrami sandwich on rye bread with cheese and green pickles." " 60,000 dollars." Says the man while cutting thick pieces of pastrami.
" Inflation hit hard huh?" Says Rose. The old man doesn't reply as he continues to prepare our meal and we paid in cash which did earn us a raised eyebrow from the old man. " So, Stuart what happened after WW3?" I ask.
" LGBTQIASCFRYJFJISGHYFQGJ+ happened. After Keyes died the Jews started to fund them again citing that they are the same kindred spirits as both of their races survived villains but this time the Conservative Sino-American-Russo Alliance finished what the Austrian painter started. Jewish assets were seized, Israel's nuclear arsenal seized and all were either killed or expelled to America.
They went back to their old money lending business but that quickly caused a civil war and now the Entire American continent has broken down into numerous city states that are in a state of constant primitive war as the constant flow of talent from Asia has been halted due to the cancellation of the O-1 visa. My once prosperous deli is now in ruins all because of the greed of some Jews and now all of us have to pay.
My recipe and legacy will die with me." Says Stuart as he breaks down in tears. I snort and say, " Yeah, yeah. Too little too late." I say as I take away the tray containing our meals. " Sorry, Mr. Keyes." Says Stuart as he goes back into making pastrami. " You're not surprised that he recognised you, honey?" Asks Susan. " No. Also we have 5 minutes to finish our meal." I say as I was eating the pastrami in big bites and everyone finished their meals.
I toss another 10,000 dollars and say, " Keep the change Stuart." Haley unfurls Struggling Resolve and the axe head hits the floor with a dull thud, Jake cracks his gauntlet encased fingers making metallic snaps, Susan cocks her Gaussian shotgun, Father swings the Sky Splitter into the air making the air itself resonate and I just take out God's Messenger and Lament of Regret.
Some rainbow punks burst in and before they could say anything a volkite beam from God's Messenger turned the lead thug into charred ash. They couldn't even mount a proper fight as we dispatched all ten of them with ruthless efficiency. Haley killed off 2 in a single swing, Susan just did 3 headshots, Father killed 2 and Jake punched the rest so hard that they turned into bloody splatters.
" Well, that was disappointing." Says father and everyone agrees. We get out and are greeted with a rusty M1A2 Abrams tank. Susan shoots it in the barrel before the tank could fire its ordnance which resulted in its destruction due to a premature detonation of the shell. " Well, this is embarrassing." Says Haley and everyone just nods as it was truly sad. " Well, let's go to our graves and blow up this hellhole." I say as I just force choke 97 members of the rainbow marines.
We started our trek towards the graves only for Jake to stop in front of a hobby shop. " Yeah, I wouldn't go there if I were you son." I say but Jake ignores my warning and after a few moments returns fuming while holding a codex and a hobby kit while the hobby shop burned behind. It was a Transpatula 40,000. Girlstodes of war codex. " Want me to assemble it?" I ask Jake and he painfully nods his head. I used my power to produce the end result within a second. What was in front was abomination incarnate. It was a fat black female on a motorized wheelchair while wearing oversized powerarmor with pansexual flags.
" They have turned Warhammer 40,000 into a disgusting mockery of their perverted fetishes. Humanity working together with Aeldari and T'au and not to mention the constant orgies. Why did we die??? Why did you die, dad??? For a species that walks the path of its own destruction willingly!!!" Wails Jake and we hug him.
" I came here to end all things. Neither side can be left alive for LGBTQ is like warp corruption. Just it's thoughts existing is enough to fester and rot everything." I say while hugging Jake. " I no we need to do this." Says Jake as he, Haley and father start to transform and their chi flames bent and distorted the very air around them due to heat.
My trench coat was flowing behind me and saw them ascend over the New York City's skyline like gods of fire and judgement given draconic form.