Shattered

Cities have fallen...

Our past is forgotten, our history is gone. Nobody remembers how long have it been since everything had started. There were few different stories, yet they were nothing but an unreliable source of lost memories. What remains its value is the things we're going through at the very moment. In the end, what we've forgot won't bring food to our tables.

There's no cure to this disease. There's no way to recover our civilization. We need to go further, we need to see beyond our vision. Every day of struggle is the reason we standing. If we are destined to forget who we are, then there's no need to remember... Everything is fine, just like this.

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I'm planning to finish this story within 5 days. Please let me know your thoughts on the comment section!