Tall white buildings.
Lots of people but much cleaner.
Vroom! Vroom!
Cars, bikes, lots of machinery on the roads.
A vastly different city.
A vastly different world.
"Wow," Rose mumbled. "They really did suck that place dry to build their very own empire, huh?" She wondered.
Cloudy sky, bland colors, kind of cold; this weather sucked.
Meanwhile, Mihael stared around with indifferent eyes. He wasn't really interested or intrigued for that matter.
To him perhaps all of this was pointless. Without meaning.
Perhaps- "Let's finish this and move on with this world."
"Move on, you mean-"
"Yes. Just buying one empire and forcing them to create the future we want, isn't nearly enough," A shrug.
