Rubbing the crude from my eyes I wash my face in a nearby water fountain before getting a drink to quench my parched throat before I begin exploring around the city… Though, megapolis may be a more apt descriptor.
While it shares a number of similarities with my world's city, it is still magnitudes larger in scale as I discover a number of floating villages in the sky and a series of subterranean pits listed under transit maps. And it seems that the dark-races actually hold the majority there unlike on the surface and once proportions are taken into consideration the ratio of territory and number of races between light and dark held territories are actually even.
Another thing I noticed is that despite the prevalence of cars and other aerial vehicles, there seemed to be absolutely no smog or pollution being emitted from them.
I wander around for several hours before a heavenly scent of fresh baked breads and pastries makes my stomach grumble even louder as drool escapes my lips.
I follow the scent to a bakery on a small corner just off a busy street. Where I walk around the shop into the alleyway behind the bakery but am disappointed to discover that the trash must have run recently so I'm left with an empty trashcan and an even emptier stomach.
It's then I hear the sound of the back door unlocking and I decide to hide behind a pile of rubbish. Just barely able to catch a glimpse of platinum blonde hair before the person throws the bag into the dumpster before heading back inside the restaurant.
I quickly climb into the dumpster and fish out the bag before tearing into it to reveal several stale bagels, French breads, and even donuts, which I quickly stuff my face with.
Before a loud...
*Bang, Bang, Bang*
Sound reverberates throughout the dumpster almost deafening me before the knocker shouts, "Hey! You long-eared sewer rat! Get out of our dumpster!" While harsh, the voice is definitely feminine and almost as booming as their knocks against the dumpster.
And as I try to quickly scramble out of the dumpster only to slip while losing my footing and hit my head against the metal of the dumpster and my vision starts to go black.
I hear another nasally but male voice says in a panic, "Oh shit! I think they killed themselves! What do we do?"
"We grab the food and run! It's not our fault they're a clutz!" The assertive female voice says in a similar level of panic reaching in to grab the bag of food before running away quickly.
I notice a cheap and worn leather bracelet on her large and callused hands before I start to fully blackout.
'For fuck's sake! Am I just going to be dying in a loop?! Why did I dump all of my other stats?!' I shout internally.
The last thing I see is a head of platinum blonde hair and a pair of piercing blue sapphire eyes, before I completely lose consciousness.