We roamed the stale, cold world... No horizon in sight.

The rulers of old, stripped, of pride and glory.

If feels as yesterday that we were turning the wheels of progress.

Until the frost... stopped it all. Suddenly, without a warning.

When tides are changed, they changed for all of us. No matter the class.

We've lost our will to snow. And with it, the last traces of humanity.

We bid farewell to plenty. And for those who remained, came the time to adapt.

We decided to leave our homes, and head North.

We roamed for weeks, maybe months. Leaving behind, all the things we once believed had made us.

We knew the cost of our journey, and we paid the price. A hundred times.

Finally, the time has come... to build the last city on earth!

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Life has began once again , a lot has changed and a lot more will change ,but hope is born, with hope comes survival.

The start was rough, everybody knew it was going to get worse.

The temperature was -20c , no shelter and only an old generator as our only means of survival. The leader began things swiftly, assigned all of us to jobs, quickly announced an <> law, a 24 hour shift made some discontent, it was still needed, the starting few days were the most essential for setting a foundation for our city.

After building a Workshop, the leader tasked our engineers with researching better tools, it would take a while and the cold was getting to us, people asked for shelters, the leader delivered 4 tents that night.

The Generator was turned on at 19:00, the 40 that occupied the tents were cozy, while the rest of us had to stay outside, at least the Generator made the cold bearable.