Continuing a perma-death diary in Fallout 4, in which I begin with absolutely nothing other than a plan to to voyage around only the outermost periphery of the world.
You voted that I swim out into the poison sea, to find out what lies beyond the water. I’m afraid I can’t honour that.
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