BOOOOOM!!
Loud explosion echoed out into the distance, as nuke like fire balls spread across the land.
As a result a Young Adam began to ran, and ran.
The world blurred around him in streaks of broken stone and blackened ash, his heart slamming against his ribs like a war drum.
Every stride jarred his body, every breath seared his lungs, but his legs refused to stop. At this point and time he was fifteen years old.
It normal to assume, it was an age far too young to have seen so much death, and also far too young to be hunted across the shattered plains of the Monster World by a flying nightmare in the sky.
Yet here he was, feet bleeding against jagged rock, sprinting from a monster whose roar could split mountains in two.
Behind him, a
