The heirs of isla

To be an heir of Isla, a curse in so so many ways it would seem...born into cold stainless-steel halls of a seemingly unending bunker...on a cold desolate wasteland, what could a blessing be but to be anywhere else? yet this is the fate you have to deal with for now.

for in heirs of Isla, all people within this bunker complex were made within by the seemingly totalitarian ai. telling you all days you are citizens of some state they name Isla...yet what is this state, why are there no others except those made with you? and the biggest question of all, what is beyond the walls of this complex.

will you find the answers to these questions, or find yourself a victim of plans beyond?