A billowing wind surges across the large expanse of a desert, the scorching heat emanating from the unforgiving sun strikes upon this arid environment with a torrential fury as if it is aiming to incinerate all life on this desert with its furious flames.
This wasteland was filled with wreckage from a variety of war planes, cars and tanks. In addition there were large craters scattered across this barren land making one to believe that this was the moon which gave tell tale signs of the grand battle that tore apart and reigned on this land once upon a time.
Amidst this hellish like landscape, there was a man adorned in a camo cloak traversing this deadly region. His footprints quickly erased from the face of the earth by the great wind leaving none the wiser of the great journey he had undergone to reach where he was now. Upon closer inspection, it is easy to take note of his worn out shoes and his cloak was on the brink of tearing apart held only together by a few fabrics here and there which seemed to unrelenting in the face of this harsh environment.
The man had a light chocolate skin tone which was only visible through the bit of his face not covered by his thin scarf. He notices a large cave appearing in his field of view which causes him to give a sigh of relief. The cave was a sign that todays long trench was finally approaching its end. He stops for a moment and looks back his eyes looked to be in pain as he seemed to remembering something
'Managed to travel further than last time hopefully I will be able to find some form of civilization in the next few days otherwise I think I might go mad from all this solitude.' the man thought to himself
"That dastardly old man lied to me, "the man blurted out while letting out wry chuckle. 'Ah if I ever get to the chance to see him again I'm gonna knock his teeth out. Though I don't think that is happening anytime soon though.' the man lets out a heavy sigh and looks up his eyes become blinded by the light of the sun.
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Two people are lying beside a camp gazing there eyes to the starry night. One of them was an old man who looked well past his sixties but still had a relatively well kept build, he had emerald green eyes and light chocolate complexion with hair color akin to ash. Beside him was a boy who appeared to be a toddler with similar skin complexion emerald green eyes that were beaming with excitement as he listened keenly to what he was being told by the old fellow.
"Indeed there exists a place called the Sahara Desert a place with sand that stretched as far as the eye can see that looked almost like an ocean and still despite the harsh environment people used to live there." the old man remarked
"Wow! That is so amazing hope that I can get the chance to see that for myself someday!" the boy exclaimed with eyes filled with hope and excitement. " Say Gramps, could you tell me of the story how the world of torokal came to be?"
The old man gave the boy a look that gave a hint of disbelief, "But you have heard it for like over a hundred times now don't you get tired of hearing it over and over? Besides it's already your bedtime"
Despite the old man's remarks and firm attitude on the matter, the boy just simply gave him a puppy eyed look and seemed to be on the verge of tears." Alright you win this time boyo but don't think this trick will always work on me." It seemed that the old man had decide to give and the boy jumped from his position in triumph.
" Ok Orion sit tight as I begin my tale how the world of torokal came to be." the old man said.
[Long ago there lived a time when the world had seven continents and people from all walks of life lived together and everyone was doing there best to get by everyday. It was always peaceful but still there was relative level of harmony between various nations and kingdoms so a state of peace was established.
But this did not last too long as is in the nature of humans conflicts arose due difference in opinions and goals and slowly bred into a conflict that was dubbed World War 3.
It was a fierce battle that raged on the entire planet lead to to loss of millions of lives and just when it seemed that things could not get worse it did when the various rulers of the most powerful nations and kingdoms opted for nuclear warfare. That brought about disastrous results.
Billions upon billions of people died as a result of either the nuclear blast or radiation poisoning. To add salt to the injury the radiation seeped through every corner of the globe. It ravaged the entire ecosystem which nearly brought the world to ruin.
When all seem lost and final nail of the coffin was about to struck on humanity, a miracle of nature happened and humans seemed to evolve in order to adapt to the harsh circumstances and this evolution brought about the rise of people with superhuman like abilities.
However it was not only humans but also plants and animals experienced this miracle of nature which brought forth monster like plants and animals which took over most of the planet.
Humans with their new found power now had their eyes set on re-establishing human dominance on the planet]
"Wow Gramps! do you think that humans will ever reach to the top again?" The boy with an ecstatic look asks the old man who in turn shrugs and replies with a nonchalant look, " Who knows decades, centuries or maybe even millennia but honestly that doesn't really matter to me since the most important thing for mankind now is to find a utopia in this new hellish earth to call their home as we have become natives estranged by our own world."
The old man exhales as he looks up to the stars, " Alright kiddo, time to go to bed we have got a big day waiting for you tomorrow."
An ear to ear smile appears on the boys face, " Yes, tomorrow I am going to take the Acclimant test!"