In the scorched ruins of the old world, amidst crumbling cities and radioactive deserts, there exists a cult that worships annihilation, not as an end, but as a new beginning. The Junkies are zealots and devotees of the atom’s embrace. To them, radiation is the breath of the divine, a sacred force meant not to kill but to transform. 

Their base, known as The Basilica, is buried deep within a collapsed military bunker. Its halls are lit by the ghostly green of uranium glass lanterns and lined with fiery fiesta red tiles and blood. Religious symbols and military insignia blend are embedded into mosaics that stretch across the walls and ceilings, forming halos around missile casings

Despite their often grotesque appearance and unconventional ideology, the Junkies are not inherently hostile. They preach peace through mutation and only raise arms when the path to their Nirvana is interfered with. 

Their doctrine heavily revolves around a prophecy: The Emergence of the Unburned One. According to their scripture the world’s next evolution will come when a pure soul stand before the atom and emerges unaltered. The Demon Core of an unused warhead, sealed inside their deepest chamber, is their most sacred relic. Pilgrims train and study to take the trial, stepping into the chamber, eager be revealed as the Unburned One. All have perished.