After Reset™ RPG - a hard sci-fi role-playing open world game with old school top view, which action takes place in the future on Earth dying slowly after nuclear cataclysm that buried nearly all life on the planet.

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While our programmer toils on apparel and inventory I'm in design, modeling and writing lore for various items you'll be randomly able to find at Gyes in containers. Here are several in-game books (items modeled with description prepared) I mentioned during our Kickstarter campaign as "the books of my lore inspiration". P.s.: their final cover's designs are made by me as well :)

Book "The Things"

This book is made from some kind of plastic or composite polymer fabric. Despite it is, definitely, not a paper, you really like the feel of it. The title of the book declares "The Things, by Peter Watts". Printed markings on the cover indicate "Phaeton Publishing" as the publishing company. As well as the year of printing - 130 A.R.; and the place of manufacturing - Selene, Underearth.

The book synopsis says:

"I am being Blair. I escape out the back as the world comes in through the front.

I am being Copper. I am rising from the dead.

I am being Childs. I am guarding the main entrance.

The names don't matter. They are placeholders, nothing more; all biomass is interchangeable. What matters is that these are all that is left of me. The world has burned everything else.

I see myself through the window, loping through the storm, wearing Blair. MacReady has told me to burn Blair if he comes back alone, but MacReady still thinks I am one of him. I am not: I am being Blair, and I am at the door. I am being Childs, and I let myself in. I take brief communion, tendrils writhing forth from my faces, intertwining: I am BlairChilds, exchanging news of the world.

The world has found me out. It has discovered my burrow beneath the tool shed, the half-finished lifeboat cannibalized from the viscera of dead helicopters. The world is busy destroying my means of escape. Then it will come back for me.

There is only one option left..."