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A voice. The last thing he heard was his mother's voice. And then everything went black. He probably didn't even realize he was dying. The desire to impress Zira was so strong.
But then...
A voice again. Two voices, actually. His foggy mind slowly begins to recognize words in the mess of sounds. Is he dead? Or alive? Dead can't feel pain, can't they? Nuka wants to curl up in a ball, but even more he wants to know who is quietly talking somewhere nearby. His eyelids lift heavily, revealing a blurry picture. He frowns, trying to discern the silhouettes. Is that...

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Came across my old drawing of a survived adult Nuka, now I want to develop the story a little, wish me luck haha