In the west coast of the New World, the land was untouched by the storms that raged across the eastern half of the continent. The blue skies lingered from above, the sun gleamed with unhindered radiance. Yet it was merely the calm before the inevitable destruction.
"Hey, did you hear about that Aberrant in the east?" A lifeguard overlooking the beach looked at his colleague, who nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I did... I heard that most of the eastern coastal cities got affected by it."
"Everyone in the New World is fighting against it, even those monsters and vampires are helping us protect the continent." The lifeguard continued, his eyes turning to the skies. "Makes me wonder if things would return back to what it once was when things settle."
