absolutely love your creations man all are perfect I'm autistic with hyper vigilance (PTSD) and until I found you and other ambient producers I was an insomniac but these ambient videos help me to unwind and destress I imagine a world where only my wife kids and myself live just go about our day tending to the crops in the field or collecting drinking water or firewood ive got a family retreat booked for the Scottish highlands in June
And how you probably won’t know it’s too late or have a chance , you’d be minding your own business and going about your day as usual and then you would either be instantly erased be unimaginable heat , if your lucky , or killed by the shock wave and heat , or just the shock wave , or maybe you lived far enough away to only have to deal with some heat and some shock wave , but you would still die of radiation poisoning. And on the off chance , the very slime to none chance that you survive day 1 you would find yourself in a cruel and soulless world , a world where every step you take , every breath and every second you exist , may find yourself in a Lethal dose of radiation poisoning, and trust me , radiation poisoning isn’t a fun or merciful way to die , you would be confused and in a world of shit as your body decomposed and melted while you were still alive. You would live in a world very quite and void of most or all life as those like you and around you were either whipped out on day one or slowly fall dead around you , all history and technology is gone and I doubt you you any way to survive this , you would slowly starve to death in a cold eradicated waste land , nothing like mad max or fallout , there would simply be no hope left , and no way to survive. Yeah I think about this too much , but I personally would rather be erased in a blink of an eye and not know what happened than any other option, at least that way I could meet God , fast and painlessly.
Civilization is relatively easy to destroy, but humanity as a whole has persisted through many collapses. For better or for worse humanity will survive the next one too.
For me the opposite. "It wasn't the fear I was being followed...it was the fear that there was nobody...nobody at all to even follow me in the first place. Not even the company of a mysterious attacker. Simply...nobody."
@@TheGameGetterKuzuri He is alive actually. You can hear a conversation in Pavel's DLC. They told that their group have found only a unconscious Bourbon on that station.
I am a 3rd year biology student and my task was to read papers on how malformations in mosquitoes can be used as indicators of contamination, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't concentrate, I didn't find it interesting. So I put on this soundtrack and imagined that I am a researcher from the post nuclear war era and my task is to recognize deformations in mosquitoes since now it is the only cheap method to find water and areas without radioactive contamination. Thank you very much, I hope my fictional research can help you survive this hell.
Courier: "I... I miss The Divide. There was a dead history there. A home I forgot I built. I forgot I destroyed. But not this. This... this is nothing. There is nothing left here. No Bear. No Bull. No secrets. Not... not even death is here."
As a fictional story writer, this definitely help the focus on writing!! I'm writing a story that's based on a man that wakes up from a long-term cryogenic tank in Reno, Nevada. He as apart of a FEMA research team before they were all put to sleep, but he wakes up in the year 2475, finding them decomposing in their cryotanks. He then goes on a journey outside the underground FEMA facility, discovering the world had completely changed during his 450+ sleep.
That sounds not unlike the premise for an older TTRPG, "Morrow Project" The cryo-sleepers oversleep by ~150 years, WW3 has happened, and their original mission, rebuild the county after the war, has now vastly evolved due to the passage of time. Many a GM, such as myself, have built scenarios of various lengths from the overarching premise. Care to talk plots and twists?
Listened to this while walking around my city during the total lockdown, no cars, no people, no sounds, grey sky....... I felt like I was in some kind of abandoned city...
Of all possible global catastrophes, bioweapons/diseases are the scariest and the worst. It's hard to kill something you can't see and know nothing much about.
To whoever is reading this, I hope you heal from the things you don’t speak about. I hope you find peace within your day. If all you did was get out of bed today, have a glass of water, or even just did whatever you could, just know that’s the best you could do at that moment and that’s okay. Everyone sleep well and I hope the waves of relaxation wash over you. Sending love and healing and light to all of you.
The disturbing realization of why people find these relaxing... Whoever and wherever you are in life, stay strong. Fight your way out of your suffering, don't try to end it. Ending your suffering now will also end the happiness you'll feel later. There is nothing waiting for you where you want to go. No peace, no torture, no happiness, no sadness, nothing. There will be happiness if you fight, so please do. You are not fighting alone, you have a lot of people that will happily support you, you just have to find them. Where? I do not know, what I do know is that you won't find them here. At least, not all of them. There are a few sometimes, but here you will mostly find people that will only inspire you to go down.
I wouldn’t mind honestly. China to nuke Joke Biden’s Amerika where no pain is felt since the nukes fell a mile away from where you are now, vaporized within milliseconds.
The shortest horror story, The last person on earth sits in a poorly lit room staring at the small fire in the fireplace, then there is a knock at the door.
Didn't you know? Nu-Arby's is located in Metro Habitat 17, it only cost a seven bullet casings for a burger and curly fries. The food tastes nearly the same, but there is a hint of an engineered substitute and grown lab meat flavoring. Occasionally they'll have a special, "REAL MEAT" after the Hunting Party returns from the killing fields. Not sure if it's animal or human after all the imitation flavoring and MSG they put into it tho.
Perhaps a game neither like metro or stalker, a lonely one without people where you travel around fighting the cold and only finding scribbled notes/left behind camps
Imagine if a space probe to Titan, Trion, or any of the moons in our solar system came back with ruins shown in the pictures below. It would shake humanity to our very core.
I'm a third year Creative Writing student, and I'm currently doing my dissertation on a novel set during a nuclear winter. This piece of music captures the desolate atmosphere perfectly, so thank you.
No one likes or enjoy the destruction and chaos, but everyone likes and want the calm and peace that comes after...this is what this video its all about. Awesome work !
It would only be somewhat calming and peaceful. You would be focusing on surviving in what is essentially a hellhole with almost no life and water that isn't polluted. Probably roving gangs of immoral brutes who want to take what little you have, could see cannibalism become popular. It would be an absolute nightmare when you think about it. And you would sit there, if you had survived, and think about what you had, what you lost and would never get back. Like when you make a mistake in your life and think of what could have been, but this time it's civilization's mistake. You'd think on your old problems and beg to have them back as the harshness of reality sets in.
@@mistadopeyythat's ironically what's relaxing about this. It puts everything into perspective. My problems really don't matter in comparison to this so I really shouldn't worry so much
To anybody who's reading this, I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you are constantly stressing about gets better. May the dark thoughts, the overthinking, and the doubt exit your mind. May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life.
I was already stressed about the world going to shit, my husband getting tired of me, and losing my edge at my job and then my dad got a present from the universe with a card that just read, "fuck you in particular." The present was brain stem cancer. But hey, at least the "1000 yr" flood in Vermont didn't flood my apocalypse homestead because I anticipated that shit and bought a place topographically resistant to floods. Pessimism pays...?
@@BRUtahn you sound pretty depressed but im an alcoholic 30 year old on the strides of homelessness so yea i can kinda dig your mentality not to perfume my words but it does "get better"... i just dont know when
God that is SO darn good... I can almost see the desolate, arctic surrounding, a city half-buried in ice, dark sulfurous clouds overhead, unloading radiated snow and ashes... *shudders* Well done, I actually got the chills... 🥶🥺😱
I'm a writer working on a manuscript for a story that takes place in a post-apocalyptic setting. It largely follows the long-term effects of isolation and loneliness on someone that is immune and on someone that has to fight a strenuous mental battle to stay sane. These tracks help tremendously in setting the atmosphere for me!
Actually wrote this as a reply on another comment but it's pretty much lost down the thread. I think about these kinds of things a lot and Actually hoped someone would see it. Original start: "The last person on earth sits in a poorly lit room staring at the small fire in the fireplace, then there is a knock at the door."- part of a comment by Zenomorf 1 My addition: ... It takes a moment for them to recognize the familiar noise. But once they do, they slowly try to get up and open the door. After all, opening the door for your neighbor is only human, and perhaps that's what they wanted most right now. To stay that way for a little bit longer. On the other side stood a figure. They did not know each other, but at that moment they embrace as if old friends, for all who suffer become bonded through their sufferings. What need is there for an enemy when death was often envied. Perhaps it was then, that for the first time in history that the world was completely at peace. Simply a person, embracing another without hesitancy, without regard of fear, but overcome with the joy of not being alone to watch the dying flames in an empty house, in an empty world. Death was no longer a thing to fear, but instead it was the loneliness. I think you could say that the figure could be death incarnate, because they are old friends after the person watching so many people's final moments and how death became a natural part of their life. I think that the person is glad that they are the last one, because that means that there is no one else left to suffer alone. That is why death comes to them so that they can comfort them while they wait for the person's death together.
I just brought back my old system I had in the late 90's . I can't believe I've left it boxed up in the garage for the past 20 years . 8 pairs of Yamaha wall speakers Yamaha 1000 watt powered sub and an old Onkyo TX-SV (with external amp and equalizer ). It sounds amazing . It sounds better than our home theater system that we just bought 2 years ago .
Imagine waking up in this wasteland, hearing this ambiance... You're so alone, just walking down in this place, forgetting all your problems... Isn't it great?
@@Cam-im8io there is no strongest when you have a nuclear bomb falling on your head. everyone dies. if you survive you die of radiation in the next few weeks. after that if u survive u have to survive no light for 5-10 years no food dead animals no life at all. a barren wasteland the north side of the earth becomes. only way to survive is to go to places like Argentina and brazil where there will be minimal light left. i would pay taxes for having food on the table easily instead of running 5-10km to find food then to have the paranoia it may be radioactive.
Interesting fact: the Russian Strategic Missile Forces (the guys who would launch the nukes) has an interesting and scary motto. "After us, it is silence"
Before everything went to shit, the wind didn't sound like the tormented moans of the innocent dammed The soil wasn't stained the color of blood and covered by an ashen snow The water wasn't perpetually black from the billions of dead The rain didn't burn and dissolve your skin The young weren't born into a broken world with no hope of improvement People could grow old People could be happy And there wasn't always this god forsaken winter
Я надеюсь, это никогда не станет реальностью и единственным будущим для немногих выживших... Но мы так близки к этому сценарию сейчас... Ребята, давайте жить дружно!
This vid has been an oddly calming and steadying influence this afternoon, through a hand injury, kitchen cleaning, a garbage-disposal malfunction, and an absentee landlord. Thank you.
Как же классно спать под ваш эмбиент! Вы меня спасли! Мне не помогал ни асмр, ни подсчет овец, ни бормотание диктора, а под ваш эмбиент я сплю, как младенец)
Hey i don’t speak your language but I just want to say, this kind of stuff really helps me sleep as well, and I’m glad there are so many other people who share that same feeling. (CZcams on cell phone has translate feature now, very helpful)
@@user-vv3zc9il9kвы путаете понятия. То что вы сказали - лишь название видео. На самом деле эту музыку интерпретируют каждый по своему. Меня к примеру, успокаивает и иногда будоражит мелодичность такой композиции , и я не ощущаю ее как что-то связанное с ядерной зимой и т.п
This music speaks loudly to me since I have recently experienced the Fallout games, and I have loved every minute living virtually in a post-nuclear world. So desolate, so depressing, so dangerous and unnerving yet also so calm and still. I have loved the idea and fiction of the post-apocalypse for as long as I remember. Mind you, I would never want to experience such a world in real life. Great ambience music.
The World Dies Again: I was born the day the world died. I’d never known what the outside world was like. My parents never told me what the outside was like. My mother died a year after I was born. Leukemia. My dad died in the ration riots. A gun in his right hand, me in his left. The man that shot him raised me as his own. I never really hated him, I was too young to grow attached to my mother or father. But I never got close to the soldier either He’d never look me in the eye. He said I had father’s eyes. One night I heard a gunshot in his room. A gun in his right hand, a bottle of bourbon in his left. My father’s gun was all I had left. One night I cried. I’d forgotten what they’d looked like. I would’ve given my soul to remember what they’d looked like. My mother I never saw But I vaguely remembered father’s face. But I never remembered. I was a ghost, no past, no present, no future. I was amongst the droves of starving people headed towards doom. It’s just me now. The gunfire has stopped. The nerve gas is being filtered out of the ventilation system. There’s a bullet hole the size of a thumb in my M16. It saved my life. It’s over now. World War 4 is over. I stand before the food storage. The gate to my warrior’s Valhalla. Everything we trained and fought for was in front of me. Stained with the blood of all that has died before me. As I opened the door I realized that there was nothing on the shelves. Empty shelves stretch as far as the eye can see. There is nothing left. We had all killed each other for nothing. We started the fourth world war. For nothing. I walked. I walked towards the end. I walked for those who have died in this concrete tomb. I walked for those who have never been born. I walked for those who never had a future. I walked for the last of mankind. I walked for an ending to things. For my sins, For our sins, I walked alone. The great atrium before me was strewn with suitcases and strollers. Long decayed and abandoned. Since the day the world died. The great steel gates opened with a wailing alarm. Their voices distorted and corrupted by time. The gates shook open. But there was no light at the end of tunnel. There was just void. Blackness and cold. Ash and snow. I sank to my knees. Into the coldness of the outside world. I am the last man. I loaded my father’s gun. .45 caliber. Passed down my family from generation to generation. The Great War. The Second World War. The Third World War. Its Last War I aimed and pulled the trigger... Of the last gun to ever be fired... On the last war... the greatest war. I killed the last man. That day, the world died again. Edit: Well I didn’t expect this to blow up. I had a feeling at the beginning of this year when I wrote this that things were only going to turn South in the year to come. Hope you all enjoy, even though it’s pretty much doomer porn. I mostly took inspiration from the Metro series and Fallout series, that’s why the setting was mostly in a bunker. The thing with Metro and Fallout is that even though the nukes destroyed everything people still survived and life found a way. Unfortunately in this story, death found a way.
Make a book .... And then make another one... And then another one... What i read was the work of art Something i can relate to The other bitterness of this world we live in....
I pulled the trigger on the last man, on myself, my last bullet saved for this last moment and then emptiness will fill the earth. I pulled the trigger with the gun against my head. I shouldn’t have had heard a thing, but I did, why? Because the fricken bullet didn’t fricken kill me. And now I lie here in agony and paralysed. Fricken IDIOT, why am I so retarded, why o why. Some one anyone help please fricken stupid last bullet. You failed me. 🤕🥴
Because nobody told you the horors of radiation and how it effects enviorments... Or that it will slowly kill you leaving only a schelethron with mushrooms growing on them until nothing is left ....
At the current moment, with Russia in the Ukraine, Putin having placed his nuclear forces on high alert, and ours at DEFCON-2, this is darkly appropriate. May I be able to look back at this comment some months from now, chuckle, and breathe a sigh of relief. (Edit) Well, 10 months have passed, we're still here, and little has changed.
What do you mean his nuclear forces? Those are our nuclear forces. Why you not calling yours "Biden's nuclear forces"? Don't you see the level of hypocrisy? Western people kinda deserve nuclear war.
You're right. Do you happen to remember what they threatened to do to the UK? That was what made me realize that all it takes is one psychopath to end all life
Evolutionary we are biased to look for negative outcomes, and prepare for them. This wouldn't be concerning, if it wasn't for the inherit tendency of humans to shape reality to eventually fit their perspective...
@@chr0n0s17 Ironic isn' it? The very thing that provided us great advantage, allowing us to rise from the ranks of beasts became a fundamental part of our psyche, corrupting the gift of intelligence giving us the ability to shape our environment, could potentially lead to our downfall, but this time bringing us all back to square 1, or beyond.
Thats because in theory it sounds better... less troubles, stress. But once the reality of your next meal sets in, the yearning for a hot shower and a soft bed... I thinking the fantasies would quickly change. How about going camping for a couple weeks, see how that goes? Im a mend it, dont end it kinda guy.
The thought of being alone. Seeing your friends and family gone in an instant. Youre journey into your new world is harsh. It's hopeless yet you try to continue for not only yourself, but for them. You're first days may seem normal as you scour the new wasteland. Seeing bands of new people arise out of the ashes of the old world and into the new. Your next week's would be filled with confusion as the radiation poisoning takes its toll on your body. You see your skin start to slowly peel away from your muscle, your hair falls out. As you approach your end, not being able to move or speak. Not being able to even mutter out a whimper. You're last feelings are of sharp pains as your exposed nerves and muscle touch everything, you feel the leftover life peck away at whatever little sparks there are. Your last day alive would be the hardest as you apologise to those who you remember. To your friends, to your family. There is no light for you, as the path you tread is not a rewarding one. Rather a punishing one for surviving such atrocities. You suffer for being a survivor. While the men and women who didn't are rewarded. Their deaths quick, painless. While you see your body die in front of you, you feel every ounce of pain there is.
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@@roryduffy2291 I never finished it, but the person died and discovered that he fell through a "broken link" and ended up where heaven used to be. It was a dead planet covered in ice and snow, and even the winds had died. Icy dust hung nearly motionless in the air and all was silent. He wanders from where he'd arrived and comes to a large city of tall, featureless buildings. Finally he reaches the city center, a tower with a single door. He goes inside and finds a library and a man who doesn't seem to be surprised at his appearance on this planet. The man explains what happened to the planet. Basically heaven went bad and a bunch of people got greedy and sucked the planet dry of its resources, went to war and nuked the place into an icy hell. The surviving leadership abandoned the planet and set up a new heaven elsewhere on another planet and was supposed to link everyone to the new afterlife point, but there are some glitches in the code that reset an occasional link back to the original point, this dead planet. The person asks if there's anyway it can be fixed for him, but the man says no. He's just supposed to help those who arrive here to understand what's going on and try to make them as comfortable as possible on a cold dead planet. The room is heated by a furnace that pipes in heat from the planet's cooling core. It is not known how much longer the core has until it is completely cold and cannot heat this room any longer, but these two people hope it is not for a very long time. But they are immortal and will be here for when it does go cold.
This would be amazing in a Dark Mysterious Game where you wake up in a bunker after an invasion of Aliens. And you're on your way to find your family hundreds of miles away. And you have to walk / find stuff to repaire a bike/mc/car.
why cant i be the emotionless super intelligent nihilist AI that destroyed the world now hunting for remaining humans that stole our technology and managed to just barely make the cost of hunting them be under the cost of leaving them to starve why must i always be the humans
There is one. It is called DayR survival and takes place in post-apocalyptic Soviet Union. A player will have to find out what happened and also seek his surviving relatives all across the wastes of USSR.
Just watched 2001 a Space Odyssey again at age 65! I first saw it with my Dad in 1968 at age 10! Shared it with my 76 year old hubby. I’m so drawn to dark and spacey ambient in these apocalyptic times. I thank God that he’s with me…🙏🏻🥰☦️
This music is PERFECT when writing nightmares in books, it just gives that fear of the unknown vibe that immediately puts me in the mood. Thank you, man! :D
I feel like... 2012 was the year of radicalization of the world and i feel like this road will lead us to a path of no return... Sry for the grammar It's just that music, makes me wonder about our Destiny.
I was there the day the war happened. I was only 20. I was fighting with the 6th Corps of the U.S. army. We were fighting off the last of the Chinese forces in south California. One day, I awoke to a letter next to my bag. The 25 of us lived in a shelling bunker, about 2 miles from the city. I can’t remember the name. It said that they had all left to the city to make sure they were ok. I tossed it aside and snuggled back up. That’s when the screams started. I jumped out my cot and ran out the bunker. The valley was huge, and I was on a hill surrounding it. I took out my binoculars and zoomed in on the city. The seemed to be... running. My corps was with them. Over the radio, I saw my best friend Alex scream “Jack! Jack!” Then the bomb came, and it was all white. The Flash, they called it. September 19, 2063 is a day I shall never forget. Apparently, knowing the war was lost, China launched the nukes. Out of 11 billion people on our planet, 9 billion died in the nuclear hellfire. It’s 2103 now. It’s been 40 years since the war. I have fathered 4 children. I have a life, but not the one I expected. I still don’t know what happened that day. Nobody does.
People like to think a post nuclear world would be like a fallout game; incredibly dangerous but so much adventure! This isn’t quite the case, a post nuclear world would probably be just like the image in the video. Old, decrepit shells of days long gone, shimmering in the torched skies of Earth, once gleaming in sunlight and colour, now a shadowed and cold presence ever looming. The skyscrapers, that at one point, carved into the sky, reaching above clouds, now sit as reminders of what humanity has accomplished, both the good and bad. The good being our might and want for building, creating, making things, and the bad for what creativity and hatred blend into. The rubble populating the ground for miles and miles shows the ashes and remains of what once was, but instead of it disintegrating after some time, like human bodies, it persists. Forever. These pieces of buildings, cars, trucks, and more have found their resting place, above the grass and dirt of a planet once lived. Now, the planet is a shell. It housed humanity and bore the gifts of survival; animals, foods, and water. Now, humanity has progressed so far it used the earth to scorch itself. Unlike any post nuclear game, where some veil of hope appears to “save” the wasteland or to put down a formidable enemy, this isnt the case here. A post nuclear world, in reality, would have no life to continue the fighting, no creatures to inhabit old wrecks, no humans to create, and destroy. A devoid world, awaiting a day to be saved from the inevitable and unfixable.
Yeah, it's a scary thought. Between the threats from Russia, none the least of which directed at the UK with a so-called "nuclear tsunami", and China, it feels like WW3 is closer than before
i am writing an essay due in two days. this essay is about man’s relationship to the land, often with our perception of nature being a marriage of contradictions. currently i am writing about To Build a Fire, by Jack London. this perfectly sets the mood for the oppressive feelings we associate with winter
Keep the radio on: Luka was used to her wall of victorian dolls and frilly laced dresses. She was used to the glistening coat of strudels and the milky icing on cakes. She has used to the fluffy bonnets and boundless sonnets her mother often read as well as the twinkling piano and Mozart's quartets. What Luka wasn't used to was the radio. She was lost in the ecstasy of her hairbrush combing away at her black curls that laughed in their mirror's light. 'Luka, Honey?' the radio churned warily. Luka turns, how unusual it was for the radio to speak her name, she drops her pretty luxuries peering over her shoulder at the old radio by her bedside. She recognized her father's voice as clear a day. 'Father?' she says slightly confused. 'Luka, listen to me very carefully, whatever happens, DO NOT panic...' her father takes a static breath before going on. 'I want you to look out the window...Don't panic' there was a thick strain in her father's voice that drained the color from Luka's face. Timidly, Luka obeyed placing her hands on the window ledge slowly opening the frilly curtains half hoping to see a delicate surprise. She got a surprise alright, and once she received it she froze like a painting. The nest of overcast clouds grew pregnant with dark embryos of a total eclipse. The chalky whites and moaning greys tumbled into an infinite twilight as they rolled on like carriage wheels, opening their thick smoky limbs as if to beat at their horrendous shapes or to caress them. Luka couldn't speak. 'Do not turn off the radio whatever you do' her father pleads with urgency. 'I want you to find me'. Luka's heaven came to an end. edit-Haha I might put this on Wattpad or something what do you think?
This is PERFECT for my Post Nuclear/zombie apocalypse rimworld playthrough! My current scenario's story is as follows. The planet is one giant ice globe where the temperatures varies between -65 tot -15 in some places. The only warm patches of land are tundra but they are far and few. Everything else is frozen over all year. The survivors have this wrecked planet have combined into 5 major feral factions, the last two of the thrumboian tribes came out of hiding to fight for what is left of the grazelands that still exist. on the fringes of the planet are still e few stranger outposts to be found, one focusing on raw advanced firepower and the other on the power of the mind. New to this icy planet are strange breed of bloodthirsty foxpeople. Not much is known about them. Of the ancient elven trives only one dark elven city remains. Who knows how long they'll manage to last? Among these tribes a stranger fell from the sky. In a frozen mountain side, he now dwells. After defeating the local ancient shrines he build himself a castle in the mountain, thanks to his ingenuity (or so he would people to believe) but more likely his robots that did most of his work for him and this is where my colonies story began.
New log no 1738 I have found a new notebook that is still usable. It doesn't seem contaminated. It was wrapped as a gift in 27 layers of paper, many of which were the kind with a plastic film on one side. Whoever lived here would have turned 27, I believe. The cake did not survive, but part of the number candles did. I regret never having learned how to make my own calendar. I am positively lost in time. For many days in a row I had not logged into this journal as there were few pages left. The radio only picks up static. I am unsure if there are any stations still airing. Freed Europe has been airing only music since my last log, but it went silent two days ago. The radiation level should have dropped to around 10%, but I can't be sure. The rain that fell this morning didn't seem acidic anymore. This theory still needs testing though. The fight over resources is dying down. There aren't many of us left to fight. A better strategy seems to suit up and go exploring. The panic before the war had led many to hoard medical supplies, masks, filters, bottled water, cans of food, jars. Many basement storages and occasionally some sturdier refrigerators survived the initial bombings. Today we found a stash of carbon filters and 50 liters of water. That should last us about 2 weeks. I have a strange urge lately to go through the things of other people. It makes it all seem real. I will spend hours looking at pictures, journals, birth certificates, credit cards, passports. My cat is still with me. The leash broke again and I don't have anymore thread to sew it back together, so for now, she is wearing a shoelace. I've been thinking of my three birds lately. The one who was single probably starved to death shortly after I left. The pair either shared the same fate, or cannibalized each other in hopes of surviving. I kind of hope the flat got bombed and they've been put out fast. The two cages were by a window. I had 67 plants of 61 species. I repeat their scientific names when I feel like I am about to forget. There are no plants that survived the war. The earth is dead. I remember having read somewhere sometime before the war that a mushroom had been found at a nuclear accident site, a new species that appeared to be consuming radioactive material. That could provide a good first-generation vegetation, the foundation for mosses and inferior grasses. I'm afraid that it might have been wiped out of existence before it had the chance, though. Suppose it thrives in radioactivity, no way it can survive the 5k to 6k C degrees of a nuclear explosion. I remember that interview with an alien released maybe a year before the war. Was it real? Was it fake? It seems strangely accurate... "The universe doesn't care about us. Meaning is created in the mind." My next log will be in the new journal. S. and I are going to check out a pharmacy in the distance tomorrow. We need vitamins, electrolytes, antibiotics, charcoal, disinfectant, wet wipes, pads or tampons, toothpaste, deodorant. We are not out of anything, but they are running low. If all goes well, we will be following the train tracks towards the capital sometime tomorrow or the day after.
"Nuclear war. An interesting game. The only winning move is to not play." Or...you could have nuclear war, and a nuclear war would never happen again. A solution, but a more costly one.
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Ghost Failure:
www.youtube.com/@ghostfailure999
absolutely love your creations man all are perfect I'm autistic with hyper vigilance (PTSD) and until I found you and other ambient producers I was an insomniac but these ambient videos help me to unwind and destress I imagine a world where only my wife kids and myself live just go about our day tending to the crops in the field or collecting drinking water or firewood ive got a family retreat booked for the Scottish highlands in June
How'd the retreat go?@@BoabyGeorge
It's scary to think about how quick humans can end it all.
And how you probably won’t know it’s too late or have a chance , you’d be minding your own business and going about your day as usual and then you would either be instantly erased be unimaginable heat , if your lucky , or killed by the shock wave and heat , or just the shock wave , or maybe you lived far enough away to only have to deal with some heat and some shock wave , but you would still die of radiation poisoning. And on the off chance , the very slime to none chance that you survive day 1 you would find yourself in a cruel and soulless world , a world where every step you take , every breath and every second you exist , may find yourself in a Lethal dose of radiation poisoning, and trust me , radiation poisoning isn’t a fun or merciful way to die , you would be confused and in a world of shit as your body decomposed and melted while you were still alive. You would live in a world very quite and void of most or all life as those like you and around you were either whipped out on day one or slowly fall dead around you , all history and technology is gone and I doubt you you any way to survive this , you would slowly starve to death in a cold eradicated waste land , nothing like mad max or fallout , there would simply be no hope left , and no way to survive. Yeah I think about this too much , but I personally would rather be erased in a blink of an eye and not know what happened than any other option, at least that way I could meet God , fast and painlessly.
@@ShadowcZ-pu9gl this is how it will be when the Lord comes back. Too late, no chance
De Sietse it’s been to late for a long time
Just one nuke can level an entire city, and to think that on this planet there are at least 10,000.
Civilization is relatively easy to destroy, but humanity as a whole has persisted through many collapses. For better or for worse humanity will survive the next one too.
Finally, peace on earth
DEEAATTHH
@Tom West "Ten thousand years of peace begins today" (Darth Sidious)
finally, peace in the universe after it's consumed of giant blackhole
Tom West and most certainly not good will to men.
Yeah but what it did cost?
“It wasn’t the fear of being alone, it was the terror of realizing your not alone”
what is that quote from? or is it 'an original' from you? :)
You're
yer*
Everything was fine til you got to the incorrect contraction
For me the opposite. "It wasn't the fear I was being followed...it was the fear that there was nobody...nobody at all to even follow me in the first place. Not even the company of a mysterious attacker. Simply...nobody."
The crackle of falling rocks, the howl of a lonely wind, and the echoes of a billion screams.
That was really neat rogue wolf .
"So that's the Dead City," grunted Bourbon. "Welcome home Artyom"
RIP Bourbon
@@TheGameGetterKuzuri He died as he lived.
@@TheGameGetterKuzuri He is alive actually. You can hear a conversation in Pavel's DLC. They told that their group have found only a unconscious Bourbon on that station.
@@user-bp3lp6nv4u I was thinking about Bourbon from the book. Plus, the "bad" ending of Exodus has Bourbon on the train of the dead. But who knows.
So this track is ripped from the Metro series? Sick. 💯
I am a 3rd year biology student and my task was to read papers on how malformations in mosquitoes can be used as indicators of contamination, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't concentrate, I didn't find it interesting. So I put on this soundtrack and imagined that I am a researcher from the post nuclear war era and my task is to recognize deformations in mosquitoes since now it is the only cheap method to find water and areas without radioactive contamination. Thank you very much, I hope my fictional research can help you survive this hell.
Wow, this idea is brilliant. Hope you can share us your work when it is finished :D
thats so creative :D
please tell me more about it! this is very interesting
bruh . . . . thats actually pretty cool
Nice report of your studying experience
"Patrolling the Mojave wasteland almost makes you wish for a... no.... not this..."
Courier: "I... I miss The Divide. There was a dead history there. A home I forgot I built. I forgot I destroyed. But not this. This... this is nothing. There is nothing left here. No Bear. No Bull. No secrets. Not... not even death is here."
WELL HOUDY PARTNER
As a fictional story writer, this definitely help the focus on writing!! I'm writing a story that's based on a man that wakes up from a long-term cryogenic tank in Reno, Nevada. He as apart of a FEMA research team before they were all put to sleep, but he wakes up in the year 2475, finding them decomposing in their cryotanks. He then goes on a journey outside the underground FEMA facility, discovering the world had completely changed during his 450+ sleep.
where can i read it man?
Have you published the Story yet? I really wanna Reader it,it sounds great.
Where ?
That sounds not unlike the premise for an older TTRPG, "Morrow Project" The cryo-sleepers oversleep by ~150 years, WW3 has happened, and their original mission, rebuild the county after the war, has now vastly evolved due to the passage of time. Many a GM, such as myself, have built scenarios of various lengths from the overarching premise. Care to talk plots and twists?
I have a little history about frozen voyagers to new world, if it exist...
The soundtrack for 2020 is lit af.
Bruh
Dude...
Everyone will eventually become calm on the most unsettling things. Even tails will find comfort in his death, and will become a ghost.
Only if it was named as Pandemic Winter
TheMadmanAndre
def ;)
Listened to this while walking around my city during the total lockdown, no cars, no people, no sounds, grey sky....... I felt like I was in some kind of abandoned city...
Nice idea mate. Going to try that one.
having a spider in my bedroom already feels like nuclear winter to me so i would probably shit myself to death if I did this 😂 (mad respect mate!)
Of all possible global catastrophes, bioweapons/diseases are the scariest and the worst. It's hard to kill something you can't see and know nothing much about.
Did this numerous night times and gotta say it's trippy.
i didn't go out during lockdown but morning of 1st january is pretty much the same
Ah. Just listening to this to warm up before I can listen to it in real life.
except in real life you will suffer it, it will be horrifying. you will die slowly with pain. lol
@@robsonsolomon2695 that’s the joke.
@@anthraxmacabre5200 I was kidding too
@@robsonsolomon2695 than why did you delete your original reply?
@@user-qh2ns6vz9v I didn''t, It's still there
To whoever is reading this, I hope you heal from the things you don’t speak about. I hope you find peace within your day. If all you did was get out of bed today, have a glass of water, or even just did whatever you could, just know that’s the best you could do at that moment and that’s okay. Everyone sleep well and I hope the waves of relaxation wash over you. Sending love and healing and light to all of you.
Thank you for your kind words. Things have been tough. Sending much love your way.
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe"; Roy Batty.
The disturbing realization of why people find these relaxing...
Whoever and wherever you are in life, stay strong. Fight your way out of your suffering, don't try to end it. Ending your suffering now will also end the happiness you'll feel later. There is nothing waiting for you where you want to go. No peace, no torture, no happiness, no sadness, nothing. There will be happiness if you fight, so please do. You are not fighting alone, you have a lot of people that will happily support you, you just have to find them. Where? I do not know, what I do know is that you won't find them here. At least, not all of them. There are a few sometimes, but here you will mostly find people that will only inspire you to go down.
Thank you❤ same to you, friend
The origin of this comment is quite interesting to me. What made you typing it?
And yet despite the death and destruction... Queen Elizabeth still lives
When people said “Long Live the Queen,” she took that WAY too literally.
Adrenochrome does wonders to your longevity
That or it turns out she's actually a robot.
Probably she is a homunculus
@@bunnylegion3969 "forever live the queen"
Ah the theme for our next century.
Uhm.. Next decade if trump is reelected
*This channel is about music, dark music, and not politics.*
@@HyperspaceQ everything is political now
*Maybe for you but not in my universe.*
@@HyperspaceQ I wish it was only that simple
So peaceful to imagine all of life's troubles turned to ash.
I wouldn’t mind honestly. China to nuke Joke Biden’s Amerika where no pain is felt since the nukes fell a mile away from where you are now, vaporized within milliseconds.
@Великое испытание Sounds good.
I hope I somehow survive. Looks like my kind of place
@@EnclaviousFiraga I'll look for you in the rubble!
Like a pitcher allowing a grand slam to clear the bases and his worries
I am listening to this while reading a book about Chernobyl, just setting the mood. This makes reading a more emotional and atmospheric experience.
Would you mind sharing the title of the book? I'm interested in the Chernobyl distaster and was looking for a good book about it
@@chiarasceusa7220 I can’t remember the name of it, sorry.
@@starrrzzz2905 by any chance, do you remember it now?
Perfect. You know reading a book with appropriate BGM is a strong experience.
Good idea!
The shortest horror story,
The last person on earth sits in a poorly lit room staring at the small fire in the fireplace, then there is a knock at the door.
then he opens it and it turns out it's just a woodpecker
The last woman on earth
@@Space_shuttle. you and @Lord Acclaim lmaooo
@@shao2797 lmao
Even shorter horror story,
A dude dies
There used to be an Arby’s here. It’s long gone now...
WE HAVE THE MEAT
*had
I would long for the French dip and curly fries😔
Didn't you know? Nu-Arby's is located in Metro Habitat 17, it only cost a seven bullet casings for a burger and curly fries. The food tastes nearly the same, but there is a hint of an engineered substitute and grown lab meat flavoring. Occasionally they'll have a special, "REAL MEAT" after the Hunting Party returns from the killing fields. Not sure if it's animal or human after all the imitation flavoring and MSG they put into it tho.
@@PaganShagger nice i might go there(i also read metro)
I'm just imagining a really immersive nuclear winter horror/survival game, maybe something a little like the forest.
Metro
@G . Nah, man, STALKER has people. Nuclear Winter is when there is no-one alive but you
Perhaps a game neither like metro or stalker, a lonely one without people where you travel around fighting the cold and only finding scribbled notes/left behind camps
Keep in mind that you can't smell a survival horror game.
Metro Exodus's final chapter is basically this.
There's beauty in everything. Even the liminality of destruction
Imagine if a space probe to Titan, Trion, or any of the moons in our solar system came back with ruins shown in the pictures below. It would shake humanity to our very core.
This will be our future.
Where do you think they got the photo haha
What! There's an alien Detroit?
We would nuke them again to make sure they stay down!
@@aceexecutive6099 it was from judgment day.
I'm a third year Creative Writing student, and I'm currently doing my dissertation on a novel set during a nuclear winter. This piece of music captures the desolate atmosphere perfectly, so thank you.
Any way I could read it? I'm also a Creative Writing student!!
...mashed up atomized multi mixture of human thoughts floating and coalessing to form one highly intellegence
good to read a manga call... Shokuryou Jinrui or starving anonymous
There is a graduation to that? No offense, but sounds really useless (only financially speaking).
Play fallout 1 &, metro 2033, and Chernoble. Maybe Deus Ex and Invisible War.
We need a 10 hour version of this. I'm tired of hitting repeat every 3 hours, 23 minutes, and 15 seconds.
Just loop the video lmfao
@@robwieszick3161 Can't when I'm trying to use it as a sleep aid. CZcams pops up that stupid "are you still there" bullshit.
@@DTSephiroth need a CZcams premium month trial code? I barely use CZcams except for 30 minutes before bed
you have a loop addon for chrome
Loop the mother! Work smarter....NOT harder!
No one likes or enjoy the destruction and chaos, but everyone likes and want the calm and peace that comes after...this is what this video its all about. Awesome work !
It would only be somewhat calming and peaceful. You would be focusing on surviving in what is essentially a hellhole with almost no life and water that isn't polluted. Probably roving gangs of immoral brutes who want to take what little you have, could see cannibalism become popular. It would be an absolute nightmare when you think about it. And you would sit there, if you had survived, and think about what you had, what you lost and would never get back. Like when you make a mistake in your life and think of what could have been, but this time it's civilization's mistake. You'd think on your old problems and beg to have them back as the harshness of reality sets in.
@@mistadopeyythat's ironically what's relaxing about this. It puts everything into perspective. My problems really don't matter in comparison to this so I really shouldn't worry so much
Хорошее название" Спящее государство логики". Новое строится на руинах старого.Смерть, чтобы жила Жизнь. Всё логично.
I love sleeping to this, the vibes of death and destruction really soothe me after a long day
I wish it was longer.
Wow. You're a creep.
@@sentienthotdog2353 wow, you don't get jokes
this kinda stuff gets me off, I love knowing the entire world died and I'm the only one alive, except I have a harem of sex slaves
You gave me a good laugh
Ah December, a time of peaceful isolation and deafening silence :)
peaceful is waiting in your grave, homan ⚰💀
😂😂
Yes... this time of year always makes me nostalgic, running through the entire Half Life series again and again.
And a new plague was just around the corner...
@@GlintzKollide So you prefer the old plague: humans?
To anybody who's reading this, I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you are constantly stressing about gets better. May the dark thoughts, the overthinking, and the doubt exit your mind. May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life.
Thanks, I needed this.
i just liek to sleep to this song :P
I was already stressed about the world going to shit, my husband getting tired of me, and losing my edge at my job and then my dad got a present from the universe with a card that just read, "fuck you in particular." The present was brain stem cancer. But hey, at least the "1000 yr" flood in Vermont didn't flood my apocalypse homestead because I anticipated that shit and bought a place topographically resistant to floods. Pessimism pays...?
@@BRUtahn you sound pretty depressed but im an alcoholic 30 year old on the strides of homelessness so yea i can kinda dig your mentality
not to perfume my words but it does "get better"... i just dont know when
You forgot to end it with, in Jesus name
God that is SO darn good... I can almost see the desolate, arctic surrounding, a city half-buried in ice, dark sulfurous clouds overhead, unloading radiated snow and ashes...
*shudders*
Well done, I actually got the chills... 🥶🥺😱
Imagine you a soldier walking through the city's reduced to ashes by our own weapons of fire
or like a Starbucks worker i mean the soldiers are going to be the first to die you got to think about it
Meet The Pyro
The city's what?
Sweet is the smell of your enemy's dead.
@@ra_alf9467 Excellent video BTW
I have a strange feeling that this is happening now in parallel reality. There it is all over. We have a chance.
Maybe...
By day I'm a death metal man. By night I'm all ambient. Balance is key.
I remember listening to this 3 years ago in summer 2020 during Lockdown.......
I started listening to it around fall 2021/winter 2022, crazy times man
Took a walk around 5AM in the morning while listening to this playlist. The empty streets never looked so creepy and empty.
"...and then i saw bofa"
@@FallingFurniture "bofa what...?"
@@gotem123 i waited 11 months to say this
@@FallingFurniture Haha, pure dedication.
I'm a writer working on a manuscript for a story that takes place in a post-apocalyptic setting. It largely follows the long-term effects of isolation and loneliness on someone that is immune and on someone that has to fight a strenuous mental battle to stay sane. These tracks help tremendously in setting the atmosphere for me!
I write ✍️ from what I see in dark ambient videos.
I’m also writing ✍️ about isolation. On a distant planet.
same actually im making a story for my school project about fantasy stories
Ellie williams be like
Actually wrote this as a reply on another comment but it's pretty much lost down the thread. I think about these kinds of things a lot and Actually hoped someone would see it.
Original start: "The last person on earth sits in a poorly lit room staring at the small fire in the fireplace, then there is a knock at the door."- part of a comment by Zenomorf 1
My addition: ... It takes a moment for them to recognize the familiar noise. But once they do, they slowly try to get up and open the door. After all, opening the door for your neighbor is only human, and perhaps that's what they wanted most right now. To stay that way for a little bit longer. On the other side stood a figure. They did not know each other, but at that moment they embrace as if old friends, for all who suffer become bonded through their sufferings. What need is there for an enemy when death was often envied. Perhaps it was then, that for the first time in history that the world was completely at peace. Simply a person, embracing another without hesitancy, without regard of fear, but overcome with the joy of not being alone to watch the dying flames in an empty house, in an empty world. Death was no longer a thing to fear, but instead it was the loneliness.
I think you could say that the figure could be death incarnate, because they are old friends after the person watching so many people's final moments and how death became a natural part of their life. I think that the person is glad that they are the last one, because that means that there is no one else left to suffer alone. That is why death comes to them so that they can comfort them while they wait for the person's death together.
I just brought back my old system I had in the late 90's . I can't believe I've left it boxed up in the garage for the past 20 years . 8 pairs of Yamaha wall speakers Yamaha 1000 watt powered sub and an old Onkyo TX-SV (with external amp and equalizer ). It sounds amazing . It sounds better than our home theater system that we just bought 2 years ago .
Listened to this while writing a post apocalyptic novel, thanks it helped a LOT.
Imagine waking up in this wasteland, hearing this ambiance... You're so alone, just walking down in this place, forgetting all your problems...
Isn't it great?
except where to get your next meal... I'll take electricity and hot showers thanks
It's not a good thing to be an unwary foot-mobile in the open, no.
Alone and Peace yes. But dying here, not now.
Hurt?
I would rather forget problems that I can procrastinate.
Perfect for lonely winter walks in forgotten french countryside...
Is that you Varg?
@@WOLFanddBEAR No, I go visit ancient abbeys during my trips without burning them down. And I am an atheist, go figure... :-)
@@fenris8179 Sounds awesome brother
La campagne 😂 what a joke!
@@remimartin8493 Je sais pas où tu habites, mais oui, la campagne...
Hope to come back to this in the future and just laugh it off in relief
As of today, we are step closer to nuclear winter. Let us hope it is not so.
Why not? No more taxes or bills, or social barriers, free world baby! Mad max lifestyle! Only the strongest survive!
@@Cam-im8io there is no strongest when you have a nuclear bomb falling on your head. everyone dies. if you survive you die of radiation in the next few weeks. after that if u survive u have to survive no light for 5-10 years no food dead animals no life at all. a barren wasteland the north side of the earth becomes. only way to survive is to go to places like Argentina and brazil where there will be minimal light left. i would pay taxes for having food on the table easily instead of running 5-10km to find food then to have the paranoia it may be radioactive.
@@Cam-im8io and blown v8s and drug fueled violence
@@mrnohax5436 That's just any inner city at this point.
Humph. Everybody's gangsta till a nuke drops.
Interesting fact: the Russian Strategic Missile Forces (the guys who would launch the nukes) has an interesting and scary motto.
"After us, it is silence"
That very much echoes the final words of Marie Antoinette; "Apres moi, la deluge!", or "After me, the flood!"
@@alexritchie4586 That was Louis XV... Marie Antoinette's last words were an apology for stepping on her executioner's foot.
What is the music of life?
"Весь мир - в труху! Но потом."
@@Nawrwhale Silence, my brother.
Before everything went to shit, the wind didn't sound like the tormented moans of the innocent dammed
The soil wasn't stained the color of blood and covered by an ashen snow
The water wasn't perpetually black from the billions of dead
The rain didn't burn and dissolve your skin
The young weren't born into a broken world with no hope of improvement
People could grow old
People could be happy
And there wasn't always this god forsaken winter
Adam Chaffee was here.
Taribo Thomas was here.
Adam Chafee- You described perfectly the rise of BLM,Antifa, the "election" of Biden and the way Democrats ruin America.
@@jsims1617 😐Please don't bring politics into this
innocent dammed... i like that lol
pretty sure damNed is a curse for the not so innocent
Iron Cthulhu Apocalypse: The GOD of Dark Ambient.
Я надеюсь, это никогда не станет реальностью и единственным будущим для немногих выживших... Но мы так близки к этому сценарию сейчас...
Ребята, давайте жить дружно!
We can only hope it passes
@@orangejuice1813 I have the same hope
The fool's up above the people are willing to risk it all for what !
there is no money to be made in a nuclear wasteland.
Highly recommend for some very decent over ear headphones and not some dollar store earbuds. The low and mid bass makes a HUGE difference.
You truly understand. Thank you.
@Zach I use it on my FIio Fh3 earphones, it's surreal if spending spending extra for some overwhelmingly great sound
2022. Porta Pro.
HD600's on a ZenDac, fuck yes
This vid has been an oddly calming and steadying influence this afternoon, through a hand injury, kitchen cleaning, a garbage-disposal malfunction, and an absentee landlord. Thank you.
Dude
This was legit me last week X'D. Just how XD
I'm hoping the garbage disposal malfunction and the hand injury aren't related.
Well, at least you didn't have to worry about ravenous bears trying to break in.
Как же классно спать под ваш эмбиент! Вы меня спасли! Мне не помогал ни асмр, ни подсчет овец, ни бормотание диктора, а под ваш эмбиент я сплю, как младенец)
Hey i don’t speak your language but I just want to say, this kind of stuff really helps me sleep as well, and I’m glad there are so many other people who share that same feeling. (CZcams on cell phone has translate feature now, very helpful)
Ты слушаешь амбиент мертвой земли после ядерной войны и он помогает тебе уснуть?
@@user-vv3zc9il9kвы путаете понятия. То что вы сказали - лишь название видео. На самом деле эту музыку интерпретируют каждый по своему. Меня к примеру, успокаивает и иногда будоражит мелодичность такой композиции , и я не ощущаю ее как что-то связанное с ядерной зимой и т.п
The soundtrack for 2022 is lit af.
Maybe the algorithms know something
@@sakuraa2008 bruh... that's literally ai 😳😬 .
Does anybody find this music relaxing? It's like swimming deep underwater
I as well can share that feeling
Alot of ppl do. It's not unusual and the music reaches certain hidden parts of our mind that we dont usually explore
good to read a manga... starving anonymous or Shokuryou Jinrui
Try sleeping to this music.its like playing a video game or move but your in it.
Ah yes, existential dread. So calming.
I'm up to an hour and forty nine minutes....when does the movie start?
Cry Havoc oh poor cry, we don’t have any movies anymore...
Lol
Who-oh, were half way there!
@@gijsmeulen9966 Whoa-oh, living on a prayer!
ur living it
This music speaks loudly to me since I have recently experienced the Fallout games, and I have loved every minute living virtually in a post-nuclear world. So desolate, so depressing, so dangerous and unnerving yet also so calm and still. I have loved the idea and fiction of the post-apocalypse for as long as I remember. Mind you, I would never want to experience such a world in real life. Great ambience music.
This is my favorite ambient so far. Moody but not overly oppressive, and with no distracting noises.
As empty ness should sound.
@@forgottenrift5088 🤔
@@chaosdweller hamborger?
The World Dies Again:
I was born the day the world died.
I’d never known what the outside world was like.
My parents never told me what the outside was like.
My mother died a year after I was born.
Leukemia.
My dad died in the ration riots.
A gun in his right hand, me in his left.
The man that shot him raised me as his own.
I never really hated him, I was too young to grow attached to my mother or father.
But I never got close to the soldier either
He’d never look me in the eye.
He said I had father’s eyes.
One night I heard a gunshot in his room.
A gun in his right hand, a bottle of bourbon in his left.
My father’s gun was all I had left.
One night I cried.
I’d forgotten what they’d looked like.
I would’ve given my soul to remember what they’d looked like.
My mother I never saw
But I vaguely remembered father’s face.
But I never remembered.
I was a ghost, no past, no present, no future.
I was amongst the droves of starving people headed towards doom.
It’s just me now.
The gunfire has stopped.
The nerve gas is being filtered out of the ventilation system.
There’s a bullet hole the size of a thumb in my M16.
It saved my life.
It’s over now.
World War 4 is over.
I stand before the food storage.
The gate to my warrior’s Valhalla.
Everything we trained and fought for was in front of me.
Stained with the blood of all that has died before me.
As I opened the door I realized that there was nothing on the shelves.
Empty shelves stretch as far as the eye can see.
There is nothing left.
We had all killed each other for nothing.
We started the fourth world war.
For nothing.
I walked.
I walked towards the end.
I walked for those who have died in this concrete tomb.
I walked for those who have never been born.
I walked for those who never had a future.
I walked for the last of mankind.
I walked for an ending to things.
For my sins,
For our sins,
I walked alone.
The great atrium before me was strewn with suitcases and strollers.
Long decayed and abandoned.
Since the day the world died.
The great steel gates opened with a wailing alarm.
Their voices distorted and corrupted by time.
The gates shook open.
But there was no light at the end of tunnel.
There was just void.
Blackness and cold.
Ash and snow.
I sank to my knees.
Into the coldness of the outside world.
I am the last man.
I loaded my father’s gun.
.45 caliber.
Passed down my family from generation to generation.
The Great War.
The Second World War.
The Third World War.
Its Last War
I aimed and pulled the trigger...
Of the last gun to ever be fired...
On the last war... the greatest war.
I killed the last man.
That day, the world died again.
Edit:
Well I didn’t expect this to blow up. I had a feeling at the beginning of this year when I wrote this that things were only going to turn South in the year to come. Hope you all enjoy, even though it’s pretty much doomer porn. I mostly took inspiration from the Metro series and Fallout series, that’s why the setting was mostly in a bunker. The thing with Metro and Fallout is that even though the nukes destroyed everything people still survived and life found a way. Unfortunately in this story, death found a way.
Make a book ....
And then make another one...
And then another one...
What i read was the work of art
Something i can relate to
The other bitterness of this world we live in....
Just.Say.No.©
Jesus, I thought "The Road" was bleak. That book reads like a goddamn circus where everyone is on acid compared to this.
Holy fucking shit. Did you come up with all that?!
MA PERSON, I NEED YOU TO WRITE A BOOK ASAP.
Like damn, this hit different and I loved every word.
I pulled the trigger on the last man, on myself, my last bullet saved for this last moment and then emptiness will fill the earth. I pulled the trigger with the gun against my head. I shouldn’t have had heard a thing, but I did, why? Because the fricken bullet didn’t fricken kill me. And now I lie here in agony and paralysed. Fricken IDIOT, why am I so retarded, why o why. Some one anyone help please fricken stupid last bullet. You failed me. 🤕🥴
"nuclear winter"
why does it actually sound comfy
Because someday, Tails will later on become something more terrifying than the actual terrifying looks.
Because it's better than patrolling the Mojave.
@@MegaDman16 what?! lol!!! gtfo lol!!!!
Because nobody told you the horors of radiation and how it effects enviorments... Or that it will slowly kill you leaving only a schelethron with mushrooms growing on them until nothing is left ....
@@serghiescumihai7710 " NOTHING WILL LIVE ! NOTHING WILL GROW ! NO ONE WILL CARE! KNOW ONE WILL KNOW " - Gwar
The soundtrack of 2022
At the current moment, with Russia in the Ukraine, Putin having placed his nuclear forces on high alert, and ours at DEFCON-2, this is darkly appropriate. May I be able to look back at this comment some months from now, chuckle, and breathe a sigh of relief.
(Edit) Well, 10 months have passed, we're still here, and little has changed.
What do you mean his nuclear forces? Those are our nuclear forces. Why you not calling yours "Biden's nuclear forces"? Don't you see the level of hypocrisy? Western people kinda deserve nuclear war.
You're right. Do you happen to remember what they threatened to do to the UK? That was what made me realize that all it takes is one psychopath to end all life
I originally hated this ambiance, I found it dreery and depressing. Now it's actually brought tears to my eyes. I can't stop listening.
Nice 1
No idea how it grows on you, but it does, you're absolutely right.
I JUST KEEP PLAYING IT AGAIN AND AGAIN
So interesting how some boarderline fantasize over a post apocalyptic Earth.
Perhaps were preparing for that inevitable reality?
Evolutionary we are biased to look for negative outcomes, and prepare for them. This wouldn't be concerning, if it wasn't for the inherit tendency of humans to shape reality to eventually fit their perspective...
@@PawelSlab god DAMM that is terrifying. I applaud you sir for making me honestly shiver.
@@chr0n0s17 Ironic isn' it? The very thing that provided us great advantage, allowing us to rise from the ranks of beasts became a fundamental part of our psyche, corrupting the gift of intelligence giving us the ability to shape our environment, could potentially lead to our downfall, but this time bringing us all back to square 1, or beyond.
I have always been attracted to apocalyptic situation since as far as I can remember.
Wishing this will happen, even now.
Thats because in theory it sounds better... less troubles, stress. But once the reality of your next meal sets in, the yearning for a hot shower and a soft bed... I thinking the fantasies would quickly change. How about going camping for a couple weeks, see how that goes? Im a mend it, dont end it kinda guy.
The thought of being alone. Seeing your friends and family gone in an instant. Youre journey into your new world is harsh. It's hopeless yet you try to continue for not only yourself, but for them. You're first days may seem normal as you scour the new wasteland. Seeing bands of new people arise out of the ashes of the old world and into the new. Your next week's would be filled with confusion as the radiation poisoning takes its toll on your body. You see your skin start to slowly peel away from your muscle, your hair falls out. As you approach your end, not being able to move or speak. Not being able to even mutter out a whimper. You're last feelings are of sharp pains as your exposed nerves and muscle touch everything, you feel the leftover life peck away at whatever little sparks there are.
Your last day alive would be the hardest as you apologise to those who you remember. To your friends, to your family. There is no light for you, as the path you tread is not a rewarding one. Rather a punishing one for surviving such atrocities. You suffer for being a survivor. While the men and women who didn't are rewarded. Their deaths quick, painless. While you see your body die in front of you, you feel every ounce of pain there is.
That is what 2020 has become
Kinda soothing. Everything’s at peace.
This is what I wish for after patrolling the Mojave.
"You know, I tried to measure my charisma on a Vit-o-matic Vigor Tester once. The machine burst into flames."
@@tsquire87 yeah that makes sense
**You take a sip from your trusty vault 13 canteen**
Excellent response.
Try metro redux (2033/last light) and metro exodus. Patrolling dead Moscow as a stalker is absolute suicide especially on ranger mode
Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter.
Win!
CoreSpark "Baby it's cold outside" (Fallout: New Vegas Edition) ;)
Why don't you give that vigortester a try over there
Well there, you got your nuclear winter. Happy now?
CoreSpark were you border patrol or something?
Looking at comments whining about 2020 when in 2022 there are actual nuclear threats being made.
@mushroom What makes you think we'll make it that far? Putin needs to be great before he dies from cancer.
Hi I'm from the future ww3 is right near the doorstep with us and UK warships in the middle east bombarding Yemen
"Where Will You Go Now?"
"To The North"
Patroling this Nuclear Winter makes you wish you were in the Mojave.
Nuclear winter this patrolling makes you Mojave you were in the wish.
This music gives me anxiety I never thought was possible.
Existential dread is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?
I use this to sleep lol
@@tinaclark6787 same lol its so peaceful
It calms me
Really?
I swear at 14:46 DEFCON music can be heard, or DEFCON-type music can be heard. The soft little 'pooong' really nails it.
This track somehow nukes my tinnitus. What a gift!
My fellow introverts, it’s nice to see you here again!
Hello there
Hi
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Hello
‘Silver Man’
The Silver Man (silvermans purple Lightning etc, /
‘Timeless Silverman’ a compass thing item
‘3 cisten ce so TJINGS, duh. /info
‘starving silverman
‘Yahweh toooooo tooooo much pain, the sacrifice
cringe antichrist story etc
(political” Good, like saying sex is dirty, (Strong Affection)
‘Som an myby little extra pain 4 evil, jus obvious, Good is Gracious, undooming
‘nnev33n haircut
Silver maybe here anytime. (12% raise in happiness heaven then)
‘3 cisten ce so TJINGS, duh. /info
(((((((Health
‘Also like a BECK 0b ss!!!!!!!
‘Can u c 00l up or somthin world, lame f***, (hear like the cabinet goblin) ‘G’ is dominant (less cheese) (think of like d an yy way)
Listened to this on an old analog sound system
my god this is good, but the bass made my room shake 👀
This helped me write a story about a person entering a bleak afterlife. So thank you for that. This is my favorite track so far.
What's the story?
morning glory@@roryduffy2291
@@roryduffy2291 I never finished it, but the person died and discovered that he fell through a "broken link" and ended up where heaven used to be. It was a dead planet covered in ice and snow, and even the winds had died. Icy dust hung nearly motionless in the air and all was silent. He wanders from where he'd arrived and comes to a large city of tall, featureless buildings. Finally he reaches the city center, a tower with a single door. He goes inside and finds a library and a man who doesn't seem to be surprised at his appearance on this planet. The man explains what happened to the planet. Basically heaven went bad and a bunch of people got greedy and sucked the planet dry of its resources, went to war and nuked the place into an icy hell. The surviving leadership abandoned the planet and set up a new heaven elsewhere on another planet and was supposed to link everyone to the new afterlife point, but there are some glitches in the code that reset an occasional link back to the original point, this dead planet. The person asks if there's anyway it can be fixed for him, but the man says no. He's just supposed to help those who arrive here to understand what's going on and try to make them as comfortable as possible on a cold dead planet. The room is heated by a furnace that pipes in heat from the planet's cooling core. It is not known how much longer the core has until it is completely cold and cannot heat this room any longer, but these two people hope it is not for a very long time. But they are immortal and will be here for when it does go cold.
This would be amazing in a Dark Mysterious Game where you wake up in a bunker after an invasion of Aliens. And you're on your way to find your family hundreds of miles away. And you have to walk / find stuff to repaire a bike/mc/car.
why cant i be the emotionless super intelligent nihilist AI that destroyed the world now hunting for remaining humans that stole our technology and managed to just barely make the cost of hunting them be under the cost of leaving them to starve
why must i always be the humans
@@johnjonjhonjonathanjohnson3559 Thats basically Terminator lul
There is one. It is called DayR survival and takes place in post-apocalyptic Soviet Union. A player will have to find out what happened and also seek his surviving relatives all across the wastes of USSR.
Ah finally.... I've been patrolling the Mojave for years.
It's been a long tour, all I can think about now is going back home.
@@franktidepod8724 it's good to going back home. Back.. to Skyrim
Just watched 2001 a Space Odyssey again at age 65! I first saw it with my Dad in 1968 at age 10! Shared it with my 76 year old hubby. I’m so drawn to dark and spacey ambient in these apocalyptic times. I thank God that he’s with me…🙏🏻🥰☦️
Just the right soundtrack for the days to come
That single guitar string at 15:08 literally sent shivers down my neck. This whole thing is just dripping with atmosphere
guitar string?? 😆🤦♂
@@DubD615hduw Lol I also dunno why I assumed it was a guitar and not a bass/synth
“Mankind must bring an end to war, before war brings an end to mankind.”
-John F. Kennedy
This is great, it's the first track that's pulled me away from Cryo Chamber in years. Thank you!
This music is PERFECT when writing nightmares in books, it just gives that fear of the unknown vibe that immediately puts me in the mood. Thank you, man! :D
That city is as empty as the way people have been feeling since the lack in global happiness from 2012 to 2020.
And onwards
@@3twibles4sweetrevenge Same here.
@@3twibles4sweetrevenge Good. For you.
I feel like... 2012 was the year of radicalization of the world and i feel like this road will lead us to a path of no return...
Sry for the grammar
It's just that music, makes me wonder about our Destiny.
I was there the day the war happened.
I was only 20.
I was fighting with the 6th Corps of the U.S. army. We were fighting off the last of the Chinese forces in south California. One day, I awoke to a letter next to my bag. The 25 of us lived in a shelling bunker, about 2 miles from the city. I can’t remember the name. It said that they had all left to the city to make sure they were ok. I tossed it aside and snuggled back up.
That’s when the screams started.
I jumped out my cot and ran out the bunker.
The valley was huge, and I was on a hill surrounding it.
I took out my binoculars and zoomed in on the city.
The seemed to be... running.
My corps was with them. Over the radio, I saw my best friend Alex scream “Jack! Jack!”
Then the bomb came, and it was all white.
The Flash, they called it.
September 19, 2063 is a day I shall never forget.
Apparently, knowing the war was lost, China launched the nukes.
Out of 11 billion people on our planet, 9 billion died in the nuclear hellfire.
It’s 2103 now. It’s been 40 years since the war.
I have fathered 4 children.
I have a life, but not the one I expected.
I still don’t know what happened that day.
Nobody does.
Judgment Day.
War, war never changes.
You have potential as writer bruh
No joke, this literally got me thinking after reading this short story
damn bro thats pog
I listen to this track while I am in bed to sleep.
Soundtrack for 2024
Listen to "The Night Lands" and "Nuclear Winter" simultaneously!!! Blows my mind!!!
man i try out and holy hell
*Joe Rogan wants to know your location*
The Sound of Life's Extinction...
..yet new life ebbs to surface..
"... there's nothing left, just a cold, dark wasteland. Whoever is out There, if there is anyone at all... good luck."
End Transmission.
Dismissed
This is the ultimate Nightmare.... Lets pray this will never come true.
People like to think a post nuclear world would be like a fallout game; incredibly dangerous but so much adventure! This isn’t quite the case, a post nuclear world would probably be just like the image in the video. Old, decrepit shells of days long gone, shimmering in the torched skies of Earth, once gleaming in sunlight and colour, now a shadowed and cold presence ever looming. The skyscrapers, that at one point, carved into the sky, reaching above clouds, now sit as reminders of what humanity has accomplished, both the good and bad. The good being our might and want for building, creating, making things, and the bad for what creativity and hatred blend into. The rubble populating the ground for miles and miles shows the ashes and remains of what once was, but instead of it disintegrating after some time, like human bodies, it persists. Forever. These pieces of buildings, cars, trucks, and more have found their resting place, above the grass and dirt of a planet once lived. Now, the planet is a shell. It housed humanity and bore the gifts of survival; animals, foods, and water. Now, humanity has progressed so far it used the earth to scorch itself. Unlike any post nuclear game, where some veil of hope appears to “save” the wasteland or to put down a formidable enemy, this isnt the case here. A post nuclear world, in reality, would have no life to continue the fighting, no creatures to inhabit old wrecks, no humans to create, and destroy. A devoid world, awaiting a day to be saved from the inevitable and unfixable.
I sound insane but this is actually relaxing.
You don't.
I fall asleep to this lmao so who's really insane here
Not insane
baka mitai
Kiryu-Chan?
I played this on my Home Surround Sound speakers and my girlfriend wanted to count our rations and board up the windows by candlelight
To think this could become an actual reality in our time ...
Yeah, it's a scary thought. Between the threats from Russia, none the least of which directed at the UK with a so-called "nuclear tsunami", and China, it feels like WW3 is closer than before
i am writing an essay due in two days.
this essay is about man’s relationship to the land, often with our perception of nature being a marriage of contradictions.
currently i am writing about To Build a Fire, by Jack London.
this perfectly sets the mood for the oppressive feelings we associate with winter
Keep the radio on:
Luka was used to her wall of victorian dolls and frilly laced dresses. She was used to the glistening coat of strudels and the milky icing on cakes. She has used to the fluffy bonnets and boundless sonnets her mother often read as well as the twinkling piano and Mozart's quartets.
What Luka wasn't used to was the radio. She was lost in the ecstasy of her hairbrush combing away at her black curls that laughed in their mirror's light.
'Luka, Honey?' the radio churned warily.
Luka turns, how unusual it was for the radio to speak her name, she drops her pretty luxuries peering over her shoulder at the old radio by her bedside.
She recognized her father's voice as clear a day. 'Father?' she says slightly confused. 'Luka, listen to me very carefully, whatever happens, DO NOT panic...' her father takes a static breath before going on.
'I want you to look out the window...Don't panic' there was a thick strain in her father's voice that drained the color from Luka's face. Timidly, Luka obeyed placing her hands on the window ledge slowly opening the frilly curtains half hoping to see a delicate surprise.
She got a surprise alright, and once she received it she froze like a painting.
The nest of overcast clouds grew pregnant with dark embryos of a total eclipse. The chalky whites and moaning greys tumbled into an infinite twilight as they rolled on like carriage wheels, opening their thick smoky limbs as if to beat at their horrendous shapes or to caress them. Luka couldn't speak.
'Do not turn off the radio whatever you do' her father pleads with urgency.
'I want you to find me'.
Luka's heaven came to an end.
edit-Haha I might put this on Wattpad or something what do you think?
You should write a whole story and post it on Wattpad!
@@somethingwithbungalows really?! Damn thanks was thinking about it
@@akito7025 yeh :D
And that’s pretty convenient timing, lol
Never tried warped before, but I'll sure try it and first read from your story
As someone with curly hair, “ecstasy”, “combing”, and “curls” should never be written in the same sentence.
This is PERFECT for my Post Nuclear/zombie apocalypse rimworld playthrough! My current scenario's story is as follows. The planet is one giant ice globe where the temperatures varies between -65 tot -15 in some places. The only warm patches of land are tundra but they are far and few. Everything else is frozen over all year. The survivors have this wrecked planet have combined into 5 major feral factions, the last two of the thrumboian tribes came out of hiding to fight for what is left of the grazelands that still exist. on the fringes of the planet are still e few stranger outposts to be found, one focusing on raw advanced firepower and the other on the power of the mind. New to this icy planet are strange breed of bloodthirsty foxpeople. Not much is known about them. Of the ancient elven trives only one dark elven city remains. Who knows how long they'll manage to last?
Among these tribes a stranger fell from the sky. In a frozen mountain side, he now dwells. After defeating the local ancient shrines he build himself a castle in the mountain, thanks to his ingenuity (or so he would people to believe) but more likely his robots that did most of his work for him and this is where my colonies story began.
Sweet my soundtrack for 2023 good to go! thanks!
New log no 1738
I have found a new notebook that is still usable. It doesn't seem contaminated. It was wrapped as a gift in 27 layers of paper, many of which were the kind with a plastic film on one side. Whoever lived here would have turned 27, I believe. The cake did not survive, but part of the number candles did.
I regret never having learned how to make my own calendar. I am positively lost in time. For many days in a row I had not logged into this journal as there were few pages left.
The radio only picks up static. I am unsure if there are any stations still airing. Freed Europe has been airing only music since my last log, but it went silent two days ago.
The radiation level should have dropped to around 10%, but I can't be sure. The rain that fell this morning didn't seem acidic anymore. This theory still needs testing though.
The fight over resources is dying down. There aren't many of us left to fight. A better strategy seems to suit up and go exploring. The panic before the war had led many to hoard medical supplies, masks, filters, bottled water, cans of food, jars. Many basement storages and occasionally some sturdier refrigerators survived the initial bombings. Today we found a stash of carbon filters and 50 liters of water. That should last us about 2 weeks.
I have a strange urge lately to go through the things of other people. It makes it all seem real. I will spend hours looking at pictures, journals, birth certificates, credit cards, passports.
My cat is still with me. The leash broke again and I don't have anymore thread to sew it back together, so for now, she is wearing a shoelace.
I've been thinking of my three birds lately. The one who was single probably starved to death shortly after I left. The pair either shared the same fate, or cannibalized each other in hopes of surviving. I kind of hope the flat got bombed and they've been put out fast. The two cages were by a window.
I had 67 plants of 61 species. I repeat their scientific names when I feel like I am about to forget. There are no plants that survived the war. The earth is dead. I remember having read somewhere sometime before the war that a mushroom had been found at a nuclear accident site, a new species that appeared to be consuming radioactive material. That could provide a good first-generation vegetation, the foundation for mosses and inferior grasses. I'm afraid that it might have been wiped out of existence before it had the chance, though. Suppose it thrives in radioactivity, no way it can survive the 5k to 6k C degrees of a nuclear explosion.
I remember that interview with an alien released maybe a year before the war. Was it real? Was it fake? It seems strangely accurate... "The universe doesn't care about us. Meaning is created in the mind."
My next log will be in the new journal. S. and I are going to check out a pharmacy in the distance tomorrow. We need vitamins, electrolytes, antibiotics, charcoal, disinfectant, wet wipes, pads or tampons, toothpaste, deodorant. We are not out of anything, but they are running low.
If all goes well, we will be following the train tracks towards the capital sometime tomorrow or the day after.
Finally... some peace and relaxing sounds from a decadent lifeless dying earth
"Nuclear war. An interesting game. The only winning move is to not play."
Or...you could have nuclear war, and a nuclear war would never happen again. A solution, but a more costly one.
Love it
Big brain
Every empire falls eventually
Patrolling the mojhave made you wish for this
very close now :)
I sure do hope!