Isolated from the modern world by thousands of kilometers of bright blue Pacific Ocean, the quaint little Chilean island of La Desesperacion had been a perfect haven for those who sought escape from the mind-numbing pace of urban progress and treasured the unmolested ivory beaches and pristine emerald scenery of the remote getaway. For the local townsfolk of San Sebastian, however, the island was merely home; the place where they eked out a living, stove off advancement, and fabricated tales of legendary status. The island had other plans.Lurking far beneath the surface was a diabolical monster of geological proportions. One that sank ships, ridiculed science, and tested the faith of true believers as it held the entire population of La Desesperacion within its fiery grasp. Then there was the volcano.The Good Earth? Hell.
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