The sadness that consumed their heart was finally slowly fading, but the memory of their fallen comrades will never be forgotten, the dead and lifeless bodies were given a proper burial as the place the last item on the last tombstone they all place to commemorate their courage against the enemy, as they give their thanks for being a true warrior, Ramiel never shed a tear but remember all of their faces and the moments they were fighting and having that casual conversation,
He bowed his head in respect as they all did and went on their way, leaving behind a sense of unity and reverence for the occasion. The moment lingered in their hearts, reminding them of the importance of honouring traditions and showing mutual respect towards one another.
for this is a life of a warrior, as they walk toward their destination, Alpha wondered what made his master continue to be a hunter even if he was already in by his right and bloodline, Ramiel shared new memories with Alpha to her to gain some information of the event that transpired in the past, the new Apha became emotional knowing certain details that he didn't need to share,
how with this information in her mind, she gain her heart and unwavering loyalty as he was a ruthless but also caring leader, Alpha now wondered if the vast army that was serving him also felt this happiness to have a leader that will also see them as a family rather than a servant.
Alpha pondered if the immense army, who had witnessed his ruthless yet caring leadership, truly felt the same sense of contentment and loyalty towards him. He questioned whether they too recognized him as a leader who valued them as family rather than mere servants. Curiosity consumed Alpha as he yearned to understand more the depth of their devotion and happiness under his command.
Alpha's introspection led him to wonder if his leadership style had truly fostered a strong bond of trust and respect among his troops. He contemplated whether their unwavering support stemmed from a genuine belief in his vision and a shared sense of purpose. As he delved deeper into these thoughts, Alpha couldn't help but feel a growing desire to engage in meaningful conversations with his soldiers, seeking their perspectives and insights to strengthen their connection even further.
the path they were walking on now was similar inside the canyon walls, the land on the west was desolated, and rows of dying trees and vegetation could be seen as far as their eyes could see, creating a stark contrast to the vibrant and lush landscape on the east. The group continued to trek along the path, their footsteps echoing against the towering canyon walls. As they glanced towards the west, a sense of desolation washed over them, with rows of dying trees and vegetation stretching out as far as their eyes could see. This stark contrast to the vibrant and lush landscape on the east served as a poignant reminder of nature's delicate balance.
The eerie silence was only broken by the occasional howl of the wind, adding an unsettling atmosphere to their journey. it was a depressing sight, all of the remaining guild volunteers were shocked to see that this region was slowly dying, was it because of the natural mountain wall separating their land from the rest of the cities outside?
or was there something more sinister at play? The once thriving ecosystem now seemed to be withering away, leaving behind a sense of hopelessness among the guild volunteers, As they continued their journey, they couldn't help but wonder if there was any way to save this desolate land and restore its former beauty.
What could have done this? Stories about how rich and green this region was before, a land filled with natural resources and an abundance of fauna and flora, are now replaced with desolation and destruction. The once thriving ecosystem has been ravaged, leaving behind a barren landscape devoid of its former glory. The loss of natural resources and the decline in biodiversity have had a profound impact on the region's inhabitants, who now struggle to survive in this harsh environment.
as their economic trade was far bigger than the main capital of Sheol, many merchants that gain unprecedented wealth boasted that they earn all their power, influence and riches because they traded with the kingdom of the West, which was known for its abundant resources and diverse wildlife. However, with the devastation of the ecosystem, these merchants now find themselves grappling with economic instability and dwindling opportunities.
The once-thriving trade routes have now become a mere shadow of their former glory, leaving the region's inhabitants to adapt and seek alternative means of sustenance.
this was the first time they all set foot on their land because they never needed the help of the guild to hunt and kills roaming mutated ferals in their domain, because of the canyon wall separating their territory from the rest of the land vicious creature that comes out of the foreseen forest to hunt for food could never gain dominance over the natural form of the elevated walls.
The nobles governing the western Region of Stregan had always been aware of the group's exceptional hunting skills and respected their autonomy. However, an unforeseen event occurred, compelling them to seek the guild's assistance for the first time. tales were shared by merchants before that the entrance was not that small, the canyon entrance should be as wide and huge as a castle, as dozen of cargo wagons would pass their fortified gates daily, their nobles made sure to showcase how grand and luxurious the main entrance gate,
but as they all saw there was nothing on the canyon entrance wall, stories on how tall and large the wheat fields were now filled with corpses and rotten smell of decay, a region that was filled with rows of magnificent mansions and the land was like a cemetery,
as they slowly walk the ruined, smashed and broken handmade constructed marble pathway leading to the plateau a few miles from where the main capital was built and founded,
but what they were feeling was different from what they were expecting, the air was heavy and thick, death loomed over their heads, and beggars and malnourished weak and even dead people in the streets could be seen waiting on their dilapidated houses lie they were waiting for their time to die.
the group of explorers couldn't help but feel a sense of despair and hopelessness. the very first village, they saw now lay in ruins, wild animals were taking refuge at the villager's homes as they roam like a mindless zombie due to starvation and sickness of the mind, a haunting reminder of the devastating consequences of war or natural disaster.
the once bustling city now reduced to a village filled with pain and anguish, the stench of decay filled their nostrils, as they cautiously navigated through the village's dilapidated road as cadavers could be seen on the open street, debris and wreckage.
The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional sound of distant cries for help or the mournful howling of stray animals. It was a grim sight as dead and decaying children just lay on the ground unattended, as their parents were too weak and sick to even bury their children properly,
it was heartbreaking to see, the devastating consequences of poverty and illness. The lack of resources and medical assistance in the area only exacerbated the already dire situation, leaving families helpless and unable to provide proper care for their children.
They desperately needed immediate support to address these pressing issues and prevent further suffering. The despair in their eyes was palpable as they helplessly watched their children's lifeless bodies lie on the ground.
a mother crying, as she held her rotting child in her arms, the moan of her tormented souls still lingering in their ears, some of them wanted to turn back, but they were too ashamed to even look at each other. The weight of the tragedy hung heavy in the air, causing a collective silence to fall upon the group. The haunting scene served as a grim reminder of the harsh realities they were facing, fueling their determination to press forward despite their own inner turmoil.
after a few more hours they were too shocked to say anything, as they walked the ruined road and just shove their emotion until they reach the capital, where they hoped to find some answers or solace amidst the chaos. The once bustling city now lay in ruins, mirroring the devastation they had witnessed along their journey.
soon another town came into their view, and like the first one this medium size town was filled with people in the streets begging for a piece of bread to feed their family, some females resort to prostitution, selling their bodies to just get a piece of the stale bread to feed her starving son, leaving these grieving parents utterly powerless.
Ramiel dint expect this much suffering in one place, he was overwhelmed with the this he was now seeing, his tears were held when his comrades died fighting, but seeing this made him shed a tear, this was making him upset, but could not go anything because his powers were being blocked by an unknown force, he wanted to help but the guild driver politely ask him not to do anything, because give a few hope will bring more pain,
as they continue to walk some of the third villagers entered, most of the remaining inhabitants were burning their dead and some even turned to eat rotten meat from animals that died from thirst and starvation, the desolation seemed to stretch endlessly before them. As they ventured further, they noticed a flickering light in the distance, drawing them towards a small group of survivors huddled together, their faces etched with despair.
a village after village death and suffering has consumed their land and homes, creatures lurking in the dark corners of the domain were now openly snatching the dead as they feast on their rotting flesh, spreading an eerie sense of dread among the remaining still living villagers. The once peaceful atmosphere had transformed into a haunting nightmare, as the villagers lived in constant fear of becoming the next victim of this gruesome situation.
The desperate cries for help echoed through the deserted streets, but it seemed that hope was fading with each passing day. this was a situation they all could not stomach, the hunters wanted to share their remaining food but the wagon senior driver advise them not to do it, or else they will attack and kill them because of their broken psyche.
even from a distance, they could still hear their pain and suffering, their feet were heavy, and their emotion was at their lowest, the feeling of helplessness consumed their mind and heart, with the power and prestige they held as guild Hunters and Mage were all useless at the situation hey just neglected and ignored.
as they slowly move and pass them by nearing the last town, some were physically able to move around and closely watch them, and these individuals would even hold a pick axe, shovels and farming tools to taunt the guild volunteers, but because they were still hunters and mage fighting them directly was suicide, so they patiently waited for them to lower their guard,
as they all felt disgusted by what went thru their mind that very moment, the fear of losing their life and being eaten
the inhabitants of this region were driven to hell and to survive they had to have a strong will and hard stomach, hasthey already resorted to cannibalism, resulting in a gruesome and desperate struggle for survival. The harsh conditions forced them to abandon their moral compass, resorting to the unthinkable act of consuming their fellow human beings.
This horrifying reality became a haunting testament to the lengths people will go to endure unimaginable circumstances. The images of emaciated bodies and the stories of survival against all odds shook their consciences. It served as a stark reminder that humanity can both inflict and endure unimaginable suffering, Ramiel was upset and at the same time sad seeing such tragedy,
He wanted to know what could have led to such a devastating situation and what could be done to prevent it from happening again. He couldn't help but question the systems and structures in place that allowed for such immense suffering to occur and wondered if any efforts were being made to provide aid and support to those affected. so many questions now run inside his mind, he wanted to know why didn't Haella give this information, surely if he had known earlier he could have saved this land from starvation.
He also pondered the role of noble leaders governing these territories, and whether they had failed in their duty to protect their citizens. Additionally, he contemplated the importance of early warning systems and the need for improved communication channels to ensure the timely dissemination of crucial information.
As he sought answers, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency to prevent such a crisis from happening again in the future. He realized that it was not only his responsibility, but also the responsibility of everyone in the community to work together and find sustainable solutions to ensure the well-being and prosperity of their land.
They just have to pass through those fold mountains and then over the Plateau to finally see Strega's main capital, with a population of 5 million of various races and inhabitants. The city is known for its vibrant culture, bustling markets, and architectural marvels that showcase the rich history of the region filled with vast amounts of natural riches especially different metal ores and precious gemstones.
The Strega people have mastered the art of mining and crafting, making their land a hub for trade and commerce. The abundance of natural resources has not only contributed to the city's prosperity but also enabled them to invest in sustainable practices, ensuring the preservation of their environment for future generations.
They were all staring down at a large 2000-acre sunken flat open area that reaches as far as the eye could see after overcoming the tough terrain travelling up the Plateau. This flat land was known for its fertile soil and temperate climate, has allowed the Strega people to cultivate a variety of crops and establish thriving agriculture. they were all hoping to see a view beyond what they all saw and hoped that this was not happening in the main capital However,
As they reached the top of the Plateau, their hopes were shattered. Instead of a breathtaking view, they were met with a scene of destruction and chaos. The once fertile land was now barren and scorched, with no sign of any thriving agriculture, leaving them all in shock and disbelief. The group stood in silence, taking in the devastating sight before them.
As millions of undead gathered around the main capital city, the atmosphere grew tense with fear and uncertainty. The once bustling streets now lay deserted, as people sought refuge in their homes, barricading themselves, The once bustling streets were now filled with eerie silence, broken only by the haunting moans of the undead. they all now realized that their journey had just become even more treacherous. The stench of decay filled the air, and the eerie silence was broken only by the haunting moans of the undead.
It was clear that they would need to find a new path if they were to escape this nightmare alive. The man-made path going down the Plateau was no longer there, a huge crater could be seen in its place. the destruction was caused by the undead horde of different beings, races and types many were dead mutated beasts who even summoned this entity of chaos and were evil beyond reason, the intense pain and suffering they has to encounter was mind-boggling to the point it's unforgivable
As they surveyed the scene, their hearts sank at the sight of the decimated landscape. The once serene plateau now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of the havoc wreaked by the undead horde. It was evident that their only chance of survival lay in finding an alternative route, away from this unforgiving nightmare.
It was a sight nobody could have anticipated; decay made this land its home, as the stench of rotting flesh permeated the air. The once vibrant and lively landscape now lay in ruins, with crumbling buildings and a thick fog that obscured any sense of direction.
The survivors knew they had to act quickly, as the undead were closing in on them. Desperation filled the air as they searched for any sign of a way out, hoping against hope that salvation awaited them somewhere amidst the desolation.
People inside the city walls were moaning in hunger and sickness plagued them, their bodies weak from days without sustenance. The sound of their cries mixed with the eerie silence of the abandoned streets, creating an atmosphere of despair and hopelessness.
As they clung to each other for support, their only solace was the flickering hope that help would arrive soon, before it was too late. Ramiel clenched his fist and nearly lost control, the only way to save the people was to declare war on the undead.