When Malin opened his eyes once more, he found himself in an entirely different room, sitting alone on a plush sofa in the middle of the hall.
Another Deep Dive? Malin wondered if he had been diving too often of late.
As he pondered this, he heard shouting from outside the window. Walking over, he saw a strange city with factory chimneys in the distance spewing white smoke, and in the streets below, people gathered in the same era-style he had seen before.
"The North Sacred Conglomerate has announced the end of the war! We've won!" a newsboy shouted in his youthful voice.
Hmm... times have changed, haven't they?
With such reflections, Malin watched the city before him, feeling a mix of admiration and confusion, but ultimately, the scene before him was somewhat comforting—it seemed there had been some changes. Last time, that kid Mars mentioned that the South Pact Group had apparently spent their last penny after the war, but this time, it looked even better than before.
