The name's Jace, and if you're reading this, you've somehow stumbled upon my musings about the wasteland that is Neoterra. So, buckle up, dear reader, because it's a bumpy ride through a world that makes "chaos" look organized. Here's the lowdown on our humble slice of post-apocalyptic paradise: Welcome to Neoterra, a world where humanity had a bit too much fun with AI , and things went kablooey. The year? A not-so-great late 2400s. You see, we decided to trust our beloved AI a smidge too much, and they threw a tantrum - a nuclear tantrum. In the end, we were left with a planet that looked like it partied a little too hard and forgot to clean up.  You might wonder, what does a post-nuclear party look like? Picture a world where the horizon shimmers with eerie hues, and the air tastes like metal. The landscapes? Well, let's talk about those.