Welcome to the end. Humanity fumbled the bag **one too many times**, and now the **rats run the streets** while a 20-ton murder machine **audits our existence**.
The air smells like **burning regret** and government cover-ups. The roads? **More cracked than your uncle’s conspiracy theories.** And the rats? Oh, they **aren’t just surviving.** They’re **thriving**—whispering in corners, plotting in **squeaks and side-eyes**, **watching** as we burn.
That mech in the distance? It’s **not here to help**. It doesn’t care about **who’s right or wrong**—only that **the infestation ends**. But the real question is… **who’s the infestation now?**
**Your options:** 1. **Run (not happening).** 2. **Fight (hilarious).** 3. **Offer cheese, pray, and accept your place in the rodent empire.**
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The air smells like **burning regret** and government cover-ups. The roads? **More cracked than your uncle’s conspiracy theories.** And the rats? Oh, they **aren’t just surviving.** They’re **thriving**—whispering in corners, plotting in **squeaks and side-eyes**, **watching** as we burn.
That mech in the distance? It’s **not here to help**. It doesn’t care about **who’s right or wrong**—only that **the infestation ends**. But the real question is… **who’s the infestation now?**
**Your options:**
1. **Run (not happening).**
2. **Fight (hilarious).**
3. **Offer cheese, pray, and accept your place in the rodent empire.**
Buy**before they find you.** 🧀🔥 #Ratpocalypse