Nyazuli/Background

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Nyazuli has very few memories from before P-day and wishes she had none of right after. She was infected very fast and lost herself to the lust-fueled craze like most ferals at the time. She got used to the rules of the wasteland fairly quickly, win, eat for the day, lose get transformed and become stronger. Her form shifted a lot until she got infected with a dragon strain, bestowing her with great strength. She didn't go hungry, nor mutated after that day, she even had the luxury to indulge in the lust of her form, which she did quite eagerly.

Eventually, though she met defeat once again, subdued by powerful nanite-fueled technology that would later become the standard in the bubble. This time, however, she didn't get transformed, she got captured and caged, transported across half Fairhaven to an underground facility in which she endured unspeakable experiments, rending her flesh and what was left of her mind. To this days she still shivers at the sight of the logo of this place, a large "Z" in a circle with two parallel bars across the middle, repressing nightmares that her mind found best to forget but still forever haunt her subconscious.

After a month of being trapped, she finally got an opportunity to escape which she took, wilder and meaner, she rampaged for a while like a startled beast, injuring feral and sapients alike. Truth is that her mind was still quite cunning despite her feral manners. Nowhere near close to what it used to be before the infection, but also far from the wildest creatures of Fairhaven. Truth is, that more than nanite, trauma is what made her sanity dwindle, and contrary to nanite-induced brain rewiring, it was easier to mend.

One day she was met by sapients not trying to drive her away from the salvage she had laid claim upon but actively giving her more, trying to get her attention with a language she hadn't use in ages. Slowly but surely, those puny but well-meaning mutants, all wearing a weird hat, managed to arouse her curiosity and slowly lured her to their village. This is where Nyazuli's story begins