
by John_Doe_9399
The world ended. Nobody agreed on when. Guns, bikes, and a broken wasteland — that's all that's left. Outlaws, mutated creatures, and madness roam the ruins of a dead civilization. Three adventurers ride through it anyway. Shiro — a cigarette-smoking drifter in a black longcoat. Blade in one hand, gun in the other, and a bad habit of picking fights he shouldn't win. Red — a sharpshooter with a taste for liquor and a trigger finger faster than her temper. Nana — a girl with no memories, mismatched eyes, and a Gift that bends the rules of reality itself. The wasteland is vast. The road has no end. And fate has set three souls on a collision course with the darkest corners of a dying world. This is not a story about saving the world. This is a story about three people who ride through it — guns blazing, engines roaring, and never looking back. Post-apocalypse × gun action. Originally written in Japanese by John_Doe_9399 on Shōsetsuka ni Narō: [MAD DEAD RIDERS ―世紀末の冒険者たち― 【旧文明の遺産・銃・バイク・異能の少女と荒野を駆けるポスト・アポカリプス×アクション】] English translation produced with AI assistance. "Cover art created with Midjourney AI."
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