In the early morning of Brunas, the groggy guards were listlessly watching an old man sweeping the streets pass by them.
The place had become much quieter than before, and the elders who remained never ceased telling the young newcomers about the former glory of Brunas.
Brunas was once safe enough to leave your doors unlocked, and even the beggars here earned several times more than farmers in other places.
Without the slightest exaggeration, this place was once the richest on the entire planet. Those who had never been to Brunas couldn't fully comprehend its former prosperity.
In fact, after just a few days living here, anyone could easily understand just how extravagant it once was.
The streets were lined with electric streetlights, the power consumed in one night enough to make some cities green with envy. Moreover, every night countless neon lights would twinkle in its streets and alleys.
