"Damn, looks like I've been gone too long... but how is that possible... What the hell did Gisle do? Did he sell his soul to the Devil?" Wain uttered while in disbelief as he looked out over the city streets.
Overion had been a highly developed city before the apocalypse, but the sudden appearance of monsters had returned the city to the Stone Age or destroyed it altogether. However, now Overion is almost back to square one and has been transformed by the rules of the new world.
Among the many houses, people walked through the spacious streets in a variety of clothing. It was like a classical style crossed with medieval as the usual pre-Apocalyptic style could not be made and there was no point because times had already changed completely.
"Shit... They actually learned how to use this world for themselves..." Wain muttered as he noticed something.
