Small World,
Toad City!
The Bloody Ravine cuts through the majority of the modern city, as if it were licked by a giant beast's tongue. The earth is corroded, and buildings imbued with a sense of age stand tall.
The glass coverings of the street lamps on either side of the road have been shattered, and the broken cables are sparking and dancing crazily, creating crackling noises and leaving scorched black marks on the ground.
However, there is no municipal repairman rushing to fix them. All that's there are trembling figures hiding under stone blocks with exposed rebar, covering their children's mouths and desperately trying to slow their breathing.
It seems that just making a sound would attract terrifying monsters.
Da! Da! Da!
Soft footsteps echo, as if stepping on everyone's heart, like the hissing of snakes, making the atmosphere even more oppressive!
"Whimper..."
