Looking down from the balcony, it was a beautiful city, except for the high-rise hotel where Malin was standing; all around were various villas and small buildings.
Perhaps in normal times, there would be pedestrians running for fitness on the streets, mothers pushing strollers, and people of all stripes giving the city a flavor of the living, rather than the current situation with zombies shouldering their way through the crowd. Looking at the swarm of undead below, Malin helplessly shook his head—this was the era when the Great Destruction had occurred.
This city, Malin didn't know where it was now, but it had indeed existed back then.
With that thought, Malin finished eating and then returned to his room, letting Ansa start flipping through TV channels—this should be the most intuitive way to understand the current situation.
