He jogged into the busy city.
The city was as usual. It wouldn't change just because of someone's troubles.
The metal behemoths opened their mouths wide.
Devouring wave after wave of people.
And now John was among these devoured.
His gaze was deep as another search bar appeared in front of him.
"How can I ensure my safety for the rest of the day?"
Numerous methods appeared.
Suddenly, John's pupils constricted and his body tensed up.
The Owain Orphanage was located in the original suburbs.
But urbanization had covered the area long ago.
The green pine forest in the past was now filled with tall buildings.
Ten years ago, the Owain Orphanage had received funding from many corporations led by the Owain Chamber of Commerce.
This funding wasn't just for charity.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell the dark meaning of doing this.
