"Many years ago, the whole world was in chaos. Dungeon Dwellers had attacked the whole world. We just happened to be lucky that no Dungeon appeared in our small island nation."
"The world faced the disaster and became victorious, but it was a really costly victory. I wonder if that day will ever come again when we're back in square one."
"I don't know why, but recently I have a really bad feeling as if something bad is going to happen."
"I hope I'm wrong."
He moved the crystal-like orb right before his eyes, seeing the moon through the crystal orb.
The white moon looked blood red as he looked at the moon through the orb.
"Rivers of blood shall flow if that day ever comes again. Hopefully, it won't happen. I hope people learned from the disaster of last time."
"That's the thing, my friend. People rarely learn from their mistakes." An old-sounding voice appeared.
