The slaves toiled day after day, flogged and opressed by an unforgiving Tyrant. There was no hope in their life, no joy, no respite, only endless labour for the glory of Tyrant's city. One day, a young slave called out to the Gods to deliver him from this calamity. The call was so desperate it was heard by The Liberator himself, and the god appeared before the slave. 'Why are you crying?' he asked. 'Here, your chains are broken now. Stand up and fight!' 'But the guards will kill us!' protested the slave. 'You are dead men anyway' was the answer. And so, the slaves have risen up against the Tyrant, and, while many died, they managed to win. They burned the city to the ground, then began a new life as free men. But it wasn't an easy life, as the Wasteland is unforgiving. The former slave, now a warrior and leader, called out to Liberator once more. 'Lord, while we're free now, we toil even harder and suffer great hardships. The Tyrant at least was feeding us, but now we starve and die! Why it must be so?'. 'Freedom is never for free,' answered the god, 'And it will give you nothing but what you can seize by yourself.'