The City of Contingency on earth had turned into a wasteland. No life could blossom in the once hustling and bustling region. The sky had long forgotten its actual colour. Even the sun could barely penetrate the thick foliage of black clouds.
Half of the Lycanian empire slowly became the feeding grounds of brainless undead. Well, it was wrong for someone to say the kingdom even existed anymore.
With the rise of the undead came the fall of the Kingdom of Lycania. The nobles who once worked under the king's leadership declared statehood. Which meant they were no longer a part of the kingdom, but instead, they were an independent state.
However, their premature reaction only did more harm than good. They were not prepared for the hordes of undead that came rushing towards their region in search of 'food'.
