Day ▋▋▋ - ▋▋:59 PM - Kingdom of Black Duendes, Spirit Dimension
The scorched street, walls, and buildings burnt and engulfed by the flames of darkness.
The ashes and dust of beings of the night littered the streets, blown by the cold breeze of midnight.
The bodies of the mortals that littered the ground, looking at the sky with face dawned of satisfaction.
These mortals might have died, but it was also their release. In the least, they died fighting, not cowering.
Among the inhabitants of this small Kingdom...
The Duendes, the Demons, the other races, and the human slaves, all had died but a few. However, all the other races that managed to survive long had fled.
And in the middle of the raging flames of darkness, only a few human slaves remained. All of them sat on the ground, tired, injured, hungry, and lost. After all the suffering, the sadness, the despair, these slaves finally achieved freedom. But now that they had it, none of them knew what they should do next.
