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Extra 2: The call from the bottom of Socrates

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I have never seen the pure light in the world, nor have I seen the whole picture of this weird world. I was just born in this dark and scary world called the end of the world. Fortunately, there are mysterious waterways and safe human beings.

An environment in which I can survive can bring me some faint sense of curiosity, encouraging me to explore to the bottom.

It is said that there will be a cycle of reincarnation every ten years. At the bottom of the Holy City on a full moon night, there will be forty waterways leading to mystery and truth. As long as I can enter one of them, I can explore this weirdness in the mystery.

The secrets of the world.

The holy city I am talking about that was built in the last days is called Sokra, and it seems to be the last refuge of mankind here.

I remember that the old man who had left this bastard world long ago said that the city of Socra was subordinate to the Zine Empire in ancient times. In this weird apocalyptic world where steam and magic are flying together, one can imagine the original appearance of this place in ancient times.

But part of the history of this city and part of the existence of this empire seems to be just the broken words recorded in those old and wrinkled black books. It is possible that I have been taught the common language of mankind and can slightly understand the obscure language.

But this end of the world is separated from this world by the 50-meter-high wall of the Holy City, leaving us with an interior that seems to be a paradise, and a ruined exterior that we have never truly glimpsed.

Once upon a time, I had the honor to follow the Youth Patrol out of this city, which covers an area equivalent to a small country, and got a glimpse of the outside world. What impressed me deeply was that within a range of nearly a hundred kilometers outside the Holy City,

, there is only an extremely cold realm full of darkness, stains and things that cannot see the light. Because I was suppressed by these things that cannot see the light and cannot breathe, I had to follow the team back.

I'm just a child, and they won't allow me to go further or deeper. Although I don't want to be exposed to danger.

Different from the oppression in the outside world, in the Holy City, we seem to be living as human beings.

The Holy City is maintained by the magic source power born in the depths of the universe. Those who believe in the Lord guide people to control the actions of exploring the true meaning of the magic source power. Knowledge and power have always been exclusive to the magicians and upper-level generals in the Holy City.

Fortunately, people still need more strength to engage in unknown battles.

Those magicians and generals have said more than once that the reason why the outskirts of the Holy City were reduced to this scene was only because of an attack by an ancient strange force buried deep in the continent. In that terrible period when light and darkness coexisted, everyone

Creatures infected with some strange power will have their skin eroded, their muscles and bones eroded, and eventually their souls eroded, turning into monsters that can only hide in shadows.

When light fails to fight against darkness, people can only retreat to the last haven where there is still some light - the holy city of Sokra.

But these are all things that happened before I was born. The old man, the old magician (the formal title of a magician) and the old professor who retired from the front line all told me all these things as stories.

There is another boy the same age as me.

Everyone, please go and try it soon.]

He has never left the holy city of Socra. I am luckier than him in this regard.

However, the legend of reincarnation has been lingering in our minds like a haze.

Tonight is a rare full moon night in the Holy City. Sitting on a mountaintop surrounded by the city, I heard the sound of running water that invaded my soul.

That is the sound of the mysterious waterway appearing, which will lead to the underground of this city.

I was very excited. He, that young man, and I could finally pry into the secrets beneath the Holy City.

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