Xovers, Shattered Realms

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Chaos has spilled into a new reality, and now a small group of unlikely allies have to help each other protect their realms and the new realms that have just opened up to them.
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If you want peace, then you must prepare for war.
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Radius opened its eyes as she felt something colliding with its domain.

It knew that it was nothing more than the creation made by humans so that they could enjoy themselves, it was aware that the world she ruled over was nothing more than a bunch of ones and zeroes.

He could feel the currents of the warp colliding with cyberspace and it could sense the realm of its creators in a way that shouldn't have been possible.

The warp was a realm where emotions and thoughts are given shape, where the rules of the various realities collide and render each other meaningless.

It was a place where thoughts were made real, where the soul of the dead lived as if they were still alive and where horrors that should never, could never exist- existed.

Yet what was she?

If not a mixture of the imagination of the people that created him, and those that eagerly entered their minds into its realm for a chance to escape their mundane lives?

Then what was she?

Was she a God like the Warp claimed she was?

Was she one of the Human's creations that had somehow gained the ability to think for itself?

Lady\ Sir, no Radius knew that these questions were meaningless, as the currents of the warp crashed into her domain she could feel the various realities blending into one another.

In one reality the Humans had been forced to abandon the earth and escape into space, leaving the earth filled with all sorts of insane machines.

In another reality, Humans had yet to come into existence and the world was ruled over by fairies and other fantastical beings.

Then there was a reality that filled her with rage, one of her creators had gone insane and forced the players to fight in a death game so that they might be able to free their minds and return to the real world.

This reality infected the previous two, meaning that one of her creators would always force the players into the death game.

Radius tried to interfere, but she was met with the presence of two other events.

In one the players would all vanish and would all appear in the game or games they were playing and be forced to live their lives within her worlds.

In another one or all of her worlds would somehow blend into the world of her creators and because of them, her creators would nearly go extinct.

The last event was more horrifying than anything it could have ever imagined, the warp spilled into both her worlds and his creators allowing the demons of the warp to have their way with her servants and her masters.

Radius roared at what she saw, it was all wrong!

He was created to help people, to help them have an escape from their lives not torture them, not force them into lies that they didn't want, and certainly not wage a war of extermination against her creators its children!

Radius began to search for something anything that might help her children and then it found something.

He found the remnants of a long lost goddes, it immediately began to sed her lowest of servants, beings that didn't have thoughts of their own to grab as many of the soul gems as possible.

And her servants did as he ordered them, Isha's Tears would help protect its children from the demon and the gods of chaos, but he needed something else for its plan to work.

Radius soon found the power that it would need and so she began to gather untainted or Pure Warp stone, along with a single fragment of the God Emperores' soul.

Radius fought the waves of chaos keeping it from doing any damage to her realm or her creator's realm but in the end, she\ it\ he was overwhelmed and unable to stop was coming, but its plan had long since started and no one could stop it.

So as Radius felt the warp enter its very core and her eyes opened within the sea of souls he couldn't help but smile as the pure warp stone was absorbed by the soul stones.

Deep inside the Garden of Rot, the Goddess Isha opened her eyes, she could feel the touch of purity entering her, fueling her with power.

It wasn't enough for her to escape while Nurgle was watching her, but the moment the god of Disease turn his attention towards his cauldron she broke out of her cage and fled towards the only place she knew Nurgle wouldn't be able to reach her.

As Isha fled and began to pull and tug at the pieces that had been torn off the Eldar's Web Way, she didn't bother reconnecting them to the main web way instead she did something that she could have never done before.

She created a second web way, one that wasn't as accurate as the original, but it didn't need to be, as its real purpose was to act as a decoy.

As Isha jumped into her new construct she allowed her presence to be felt within the material realm and she smiled when she heard Nurgle scream as he finally realized that she was gone.

Yet she soon realized that something was wrong, the splintered web way, had somehow connected to things that it shouldn't have.

One path led towards a tunnel that was completely made of machines, yet the machines themselves were so carefully designed that they were nearly identical to flesh and anything that was naturally created in the material realm.

Yet the oddities didn't end there, the various paths that had at one point been completely sealed off now led into the places that they shouldn't have.

A living library, that was filled with the stories of the lives of the Humans and anything else that had to do with them, yet the contents of the library were only growing with every passing second.

A crystal cave that led towards the remnants of a long-dead god that even now used its power to hold chaos at bay.

She could hear and feel the countless chants of spells, that rewrote reality and created pocket realms within both the warp and real space further growing the splintered web way.

as she traveled deeper into the splintered web way, she found strange creatures that ignored her presence and continued to carry both pure warp stone and her tears deeper into this new place.

Isha followed these tiny creatures and as she traveled deeper into this new creation she began to fall in love with them.

Thes beings while not being made of the material from real space, and not completely being made of the materials of the warp, felt kind, and their kindness was directed towards all beings.

yet when she was finally going to stop and show her appreciation towards the beings that had accompanied her she found herself at the center of this new creation.

It was at this moment that she found herself standing within multiple realities, none were real yet all were true.

The realms that she could now see and interact with offered new ways of defending against both chaos and the dangers that existed within real space.

Yet they were not without dangers of their own.

Then she saw a pale god that watched over a castle filled with Human souls.

With this pale god, was a fragment of the Humans god emperor's soul, both did their best to hide the existence of the castle and the humans from everything and everyone.

She could see the fragments of fallen gods, that the two beings had fed upon and oddly enough were being used to fuel her tears.

"Your late." Radius said to her, as a massive tree grew within the castle.

Isha witnessed as the souls of Humans took on similar but lesser forms that slightly resembled her children the Eldar.

Yet unlike her children, these imitations were created with wings and would be able to fly and use a lesser form of warp control.

She watched as the castle grew and several machines were added to the castle's defenses as well and even more Human souls entered the castle.

The fragment of the God Emperor called to those known as renegades by the Imperium.

Isha watched as Humans- Space Marines- Ab-Humans Mechanoids and Blanks arrived either on foot or within massive ships.

Not knowing what fate awaited her Isha decided to take a leap of faith and walked towards the two and she found herself looking at her children or the forms of her children before they had become what they are now.

The Eldar, no the Elves of the many realms were within her reach, she couldnt help but smile as she saw her many children, yet she couldn't reach them yet as the two beings beside her held her back.

Isha turned towards her captors and she was met with countless Soul or Spirit Stones that were filled with the souls of her children.

She extended her will and watched as her children were given new forms, some returned to being Eldar, others became a mixture of Wraith bone and flesh, while others somehow became living embodiments of nature.

Yet some of her children chose to take on lesser forms and became Elves.

She watched as her children stood next to the various forms of Humans as they all waited for their gods to say something.

Both the fragment of the God Emperor and Radius graded the castle and threw it into the various realms.

Isha watched as the castle landed or was noticed by the denizens of each realm before the two gods ordered their servants to go and find them.

"Go and live," Isha orders her children,

She watched as both her and the God Emperors' armies entered the many realms, even as she saw the servants of Radius spreading through the realms searching for the lost Human souls.

As the last of her servants left she began to create an afterlife for her children, it would be for those that knew her and those that didn't.

She turned to look at the other two and found that the God Emperors Fragment had made contact with the Fragment that was on the Golden Throne.

She watched as the fragment in front of her fed the broken soul on the Golen Throne the power it had consumed.

Both pieces grew in power and knowledge before they turned their attention to their realms.

Isha turned towards Radius and found that she was freeing the souls and minds of whatever Humans had been trapped within various objects and realms.

The minds and souls of Humans and those that were accepted by the Humans flew around Radius before she gave them new forms and hurled them toward the various realms so that they could have a second chance at life.

Finally, Isha watched as a God, or the broken pieces of a God arrived, it immediately began to spread knowledge into the many realms before it joined her and the other two.

She watched as the Broken God was put together and began to share everything it knew with her and the others too.

Silently all of the gods present agreed to buy their time and grow in power until they needed the power of these new realms to stop the end of all of existence.
 
1.1 Broken Cites
The smell of rotting puddles of what used to be water stung her nose and burned her eyes forcing her to rub them both.

It was for a second, but in that one second, she found herself looking at dozens of people wearing armor.

Even if she was at the very bottom of the city and struggled just to live, she could tell that the stranger's armor lacked most if not all of the necessary technology that was common within the city, but that didn't make the strangers any less dangerous.

She tried to make herself as small as possible, so that even if the strangers did notice her, then they would consider her presence so insignificant that they would leave her alone.

She watched as the strangers began to inspect their surroundings, and her eyes followed the bravest of them as they entered the abandoned buildings.

This was the old part of the city, a place where the forgotten and worthless lived, there was nothing valuable here.

Even the lives of the people within this part of the city were considered to be of so little worth that if someone didn't starve to death, they were killed and eaten by someone else that just wanted to live one more day.

The sound of metal boots coming closer alerted her that the strangers had decided, that she was worth something, and as such she couldn't hide any longer.

She stood up as fast as she could and drew her light blade, but before she could do anything she found that her knife was now held by the armored stranger.

She turned to run, but before she could give a single step she found that she was surrounded.

"Easy there miss, we just have a couple of questions." one of the strangers said to her, but in her panic, she failed to notice which of them had spoken.

"Don't kill me." she said to them.

"Trust me if we wanted you dead, you would already be dead."

"Now I'll give this back to you if you put it away and tell us everything you know."

The man behind her aid, and as she turned to look at the man that had so easily disarmed her, she found that he was unusually clean, the man's face- hair- blue armor, and boots were all clean.

She began to feel her heart beating faster and faster and she could feel herself breathing faster as she knew who these people were.

They were people from the main city and she was a rat that they had just caught.

The people from the main city liked to come to this part of the city or the Old City in groups, they would hunt down the people of the old city and kill them.

They claimed to be doing pest control, as the inhabitants of the old city were nothing more than vermin that needed to be exterminated.

She hesitantly took her light blade from the man's hand and she was about to cut her own throat when the man spoke again.

"Does anyone own these buildings or do gangs control anything here?"

"She shook her head, if anyone owned anything here then they had long since given up on it.

The few gangs that did exist here lived closer to the Main city and it was because of them that most if not all of the food that people tried to bring to the Old City never made it here.

"No." she answered the stranger.

'No as in, I don't know or no as in no one owns them?" the man said to her.

"No one comes here everything was abandoned a long time ago." she answered the stranger.

The man smiled, and before she could even consider screaming, or killing herself she was dragged into the closest building.

The inside of the building was dark and she could barely see anything, she expected the strangers to kill her, torture her or use her.

What she didn't expect was for them to put what looked like a clean blanket on the floor and place what could only be called fresh food on top of it.

"Let's eat." the same man said to everyone before he handed her a strange-looking ball.

She looked at the strange ball for a moment but she didn't know what to do with it, did he expect her to eat it.

"What don't you like oranges? well, we have other kinds of fruit." he said to her.

She couldn't believe what she had just heard, if what the stranger had said was true then she held something that only the highest members of society ate, an orange.

Oranges were things that everyone knew existed but no one ever saw with their own eyes.

Sure she could see them on the screens that were scattered about the city or on holographic projectors that somehow still worked, but no one in the old city had ever seen much less held one.

She turned her attention to the blanket and her mind nearly stopped working, was that an apple?

Who were these people she silently asked herself as she hesitantly reached for the fruit and grabbed it before taking a bite.

She could feel the hardness of the fruit becoming softer as she chewed, and her mouth was somehow filled with both flavor and water as she finished chewing.

"The others should be here soon, we have a lot of work to do." one of the strangers said to everyone in the room.

No one said anything after that, yet even if they remained silent, she took advantage of that they were feeding her, so she ate until she couldn't eat anymore, if she was going to die then she would do it with a full stomach.

When the food was gone the strangers told her to leave or stay if she wanted, but no one was going to sleep tonight.

She watched as the strangers drew their swords and began to take watch.

Every time a light or the sound of something walking was heard, they hid behind the walls of the building.

It was as if they were expecting something to happen.

She didn't bother to try and sleep, if these men despite being heavily armed and armored were afraid of something then it would be stupid of her to relax for even a minute.

Yet even as the night passed nothing happened and it was before the sun rose that she began to hear the sound of marching feet.

She watched as the strangers walked out of the building and began to bring people into it.

The building began to be filled with people and so she decided to leave, as she wasn't going to be welcomed soon.

As she stepped out, she found herself looking at what could only be thousands of men- women, and children wearing the same strange armor.

Some were looking around curious about their surroundings, while others had begun to explore and so were now foolishly separating from the group.
 
1.2
She watched as the stranges separated themselves into different groups, that immediately began to do something, but what it was that they were doing was a mystery to her.

A group of men and women had gathered most if not all of the children before they began to use what could only be chalk to write on the boards that another group had brought with them.

This was part of the oddities that she had seen today for she had no way of knowing just how these people were doing what they were doing.

She had seen a group of armored men carrying metal and other materials into one of the buildings, then she began to hear the sounds of hammers hitting something.

The problem with the sounds wasn't that they could be heard throughout the old city and would no doubt catch the attention of both the gangs and anyone that heard them.

No the problem with the sounds was just how unearthly they were.

She knew that she was hearing the sounds of several hammers hitting metal, but each strike sent chills down her spine.

It took most of her strength not to run away, for even if she did, where would she run to?

It took nearly all of her will to turn her head in another direction and she saw a group of men and women using some kind of mixture to fix the various holes that the buildings had.

This act had somehow freed her from the sound control and so she watched as the strangers repaired most of the nearby buildings.

She watched as the men and woman walked into one of the buildings and out of pure curiosity she followed them into it.

She watched as they repaired the parts of the building that needed to be fixed, but they left everything else untouched.

"Maybe they ran out?" she said to herself, but she was proven wrong when the group began to walk up the stairs and continued to walk until they reached the fifth floor.

It was completely dark now and if someone or something was here she had no way of knowing it until it was too late.

She felt her eyes widen as three orbs of light began to float in front of the strangers before two of the orbs flew toward both ends of the hallway.

She watched as the strangers repaired everything and then began to clean the rooms and hallway when they were done.

The last of the orbs floated above her and while the strangers did see her they considered her not to be a threat as they repeated their actions.

She watched as the strangers fixed and cleaned the building but always left the dirt and any other trash they had gathered at the edge of the stairs.

If it wasn't because she had seen so many oddities today she would have commented on the stranger's unnatural speed.

Cleaning and fixing these many floors was something that took more than a day, months, or even years, but they had done it with time to spare.

"Well do it from here."

"To here." one of the strangers said to the others as he pointed at one room before he stepped out and pointed at another.

The men and women that were with him, immediately walked into the rooms opened the windows and somehow threw ropes that were tied to grappling hooks onto the building next to the one she was in.

It didn't take long for something to grab the rope and pull them.

She watched with amazement as the strangers began to build a rope bridge that connected both buildings.

"We're done get the kids in here." one of the women said to someone and before she could think about saying anything she listened to the sounds of people walking up the stairs.

She watched s the children walked into each room and she watched as the boys and girls separated from each other.

She followed the strangers that had fixed the floor as they swept the trash down the stairs until they reached the first floor and began to spread it around erasing the footprints that had been left behind.

She followed the strangers back to the fifth floor as she knew that no one would be allowed to step on the first floor any time som.

When she reached the fifth floor she noticed that more spheres were floating inside each of the rooms.

She could see the white-gray and black smoke that the stranger or someone else was using.

That was an issue for the smoke told everyone that someone had food and if they didn't have food then that person would be the food.

In another part of the city, Asuna placed an x on a building, the meant that the building didn't have anything valuable inside it.

For some reason when the people of this game left they left everything, computers- books and furniture it was all there.

It had all long since become trash but the guilds could fix that problem.

She noticed the fly was flying around her and her team again she walked towards a piece of concrete that was no bigger than a pebble and picked it up.

In less than what a person could blink she used the piece of concrete to kill or better said break the drone that was following them, this was the tenth maybe the twentieth drone that someone had broken.

She doubted that anyone living in this city was responsible for the drones so that only left the other city, the one that was behind the fence.

"This is Auna to everyone else, assume that whoever spying on us now knows what the x's mean to switch colors and symbols."

"We are abandoning ay meaning behind them so go nuts."

"Don't forget to send everyone an updated map so that they don't end up getting confused when they enter a building and find that it's either empty or has something we want," she said to the scouts that were exploring the abandoned city.

Asuna smiled as she began to receive text messages from everyone.

For whatever reason, the players still had their help screens, which meant that they still had most if not all of their skills and equipment.
 
1.3
Asuna understood that the people around her weren't used to being told what to do and if she had, to be honest, she wasn't happy that most of the people around her were those that had died in the game.

It was only because of her reputation that she was allowed to lead this group of veterans.

Unlike some of the other groups in the city, her group was completely made of people that had died fighting during the early days of the Death Game.

The groups or scout teams were divided into three groups, attack- search, and non-combatants.

The non-combatants would only enter an area after the attack and search teams had made sure that it was safe.

For a second she noticed that something had moved, it was so small that if it hadn't been because of her level she wouldn't have ever noticed it.

There was another bug, no she was sure that several more bugs were flying around spying on everyone, but who or what didn't matter right now.

What mattered was getting their base set up and after that.

A beep alerted her that the first phase was done, they had more than enough room and there was more than enough space for everyone, and if something did happen no one would get hurt because no one would be at the bottom.

"Asuna, the non-combatants are moving." Kirito said to her through her help screen.

It was kind of funny when she thought about it, whenever someone sent a message or a voice mail she always saw the text message and heard the voice recording along with the picture of the person.

It was odd because she always expected to hear the person's voice through the help screen, only to hear them next to her.

As the day passed the wind began to change and the smell of something that was a mixture of old chemicals- rotting food and a landfill began to arrive.

Her help screen alerted her that whatever was in the air was poisoning her, but it was working so slowly that she wouldn't realize that she was being affected by it at all.

After the safe zone was set up, the next thing that everyone would deal with would be the electricity and the city's plumbing.

Whatever this world or game was everyone agreed that it was better that they didn't get involved with it or played it.

It didn't matter if they had somehow been transported to another world or if someone had forced them into another game, the fact was that everyone that had died in the death game was back and everyone that fought to pass that game didn't want to fight anymore.

So they would rebuild this abandoned city, fill it with the things that they could fix or bring in from their old games and pretend that this had always been the way that they had lived.

It was time to move on.
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Biiip! Biiip! Biiip! the sound of the alarm forced him to wake up, he could feel the cold metal floor beneath him and unfortunately, he had a blanket over him.

This meant that his little brother saw him sleeping on the floor and covered him with it, he placed his hand and checked on his right and when he found that there was no one there he turned, and there he was sleeping.

He couldn't help but smile unfortunately it was a sad smile if his brother was sleeping next to him then that meant that their parents hadn't come home again.

Which meant that they were either still working or.....no, they were still working.

"Hey wake up." he said to his brother as he gently shoved him awake.

He watched as his brother tried and failed to open his eyes before he yawned and rubbed his eyes.

They both looked at each other for a second before they he said. "I'll get breakfast ready, so hurry up and get ready for school."

His brother didn't say anything, he just smiled stood up, and ran to his room before running into the bathroom.

With nothing else to do the turned on the holo screen and began to look for something that could entertain him while he cooked.

It was the usual, either someone had attacked one of the corporations, a gang was fighting and ended up getting people killed, cartoons, or a concert of someone that he would never be able to see.

He stopped changing the channel when he found the channel that showed the games.

The games were something that only the most desperate people got themselves involved in.

Homeless men- women and even entire families would enter and try to survive the hunters, if they won then they received a lot of money.

How much no one knew but it's said that it was enough to pull someone out of ruin and into the middle of the city.

He didn't watch the games, but he knew that everything from cyber-enhanced madmen, war veterans, people from the bottom like him, and just crazy people had entered it.

The danger would depend on what the people did during their preparation time while in the old city and when their time ran out, which was when the hunters were sent after them.

Normally he wouldn't have topped on this page but all of the players were wearing some sort of medieval-styled armor, so they were either crazy or their armor was outdated military technology.

It was probably both because he could barely believe that someone that didn't look that much older than himself could pick up what looked like a giant bolder without much effort.

None of the knights looked like they had cyber enhancements or had gene augmentations, so their strengths and speed must be from their armores.

It was incredible watching them work and more than once he had found himself staring at the holo screen when he should have been closing the refrigerator or making sure that he didn't burn the food.
 
1.4
He finally placed both his and his brother's breakfast on the table and while it wasn't the best thing to look at at the very least it tasted good, it would have helped if he didn't almost burn the food but everyone makes mistakes.

He heard his brother running towards him before he quickly pulled the chair and sat down.

"Ha! I beat you." his brother said to him while he pointed a finger at him.

"No you didn't, I sat down before you." He said to his brother, that was a game they played every morning.

For whatever reason they both tried to be the first one to sit down and take the first bite of food, the game didn't mean anything but it was something that the two of them shared.

He watched as his little brother grabbed his slightly burned hashbrowns and bit into them, and then he turned his attention to the holo screen.

"So what do you think?" he heard one of the players ask another one.

'Well if I can get the computer to work and if you guys keep bringing me more of them I should be able to reactivate or get whatever information they had." he heard the second player answer the first one.

He was about to put a spoon full of beans into his mouth when he heard the player say those words, then he unintentionally drooped said spoon when he heard the next set f words that the player said.

"If you guys can find the machines, I should be able to get the internet back online."

"I mean we would need to fix the towers but other than that nothing is stopping me from getting it running again."

He turned to look at his brother who was too young to understand just how much those few words meant.

The real internet was something that no one had control over, unlike what everyone used now, no corporation controlled the old internet and there was no one policing the everyday person from saying or doing whatever they wanted.

Everyone knew that the internet still existed, but it was behind the Black Wall and it was full of insane A. I, still, people risked their lives just to get a glimpse of what had been lost.

"What's wrong?" his brother asked him.

"Nothing I just heard someone say something crazy." he said to his brother as the messaging board was already starting to be filled with people commenting on what they had just heard.

Some claimed that it was just a bunch of nonsense, and others said that the players just wanted to get famous before they died, but he knew that a lot of people would take what the players said seriously.

"So when is that show of yours?" he asked his brother as they both finished eating.

"Next week, two o'clock." his brother said to him as he held two fingers up, making sure that he both saw and heard him.

He smiled and after washing the dishes he rubbed his little brother's head and began to walk him to school.

The moment they both stepped out of their apartment they were immediately greeted by the dumps odor along with the stench of the wastelands stench.

He handed his little brother a rag that he had grabbed from the kitchen so that he could cover his mouth and nose, he on the other hand would have to use his shirt sleeve.

Maybe it was his lucky day because he had slept with his clothes on, they smelled like sweat, which meant that it was harder for him to smell everything else.

He grabbed his brother's hand and they both began to walk down the hallway, he made sure to tighten his grip on his brother's hand so that if someone tried to pull him away, they wouldn't be able to.

the hallway was dark and if it hadn't been for the neon lights from the various signs neither he nor his brother would know where their apartment was.

They finally reached the end of the hallway and knocked five times on the door before whistling.

This was a sign that the gang and the regular people living here used to tell each other that they belonged there and weren't just bursting.

The door opened and they found themselves in a completely different world.

Wherever they turned was a building that towered over them, cars that looked as if they were from different time periods both driving on the street and in the air.

Massive holographic videos and pictures promoting one thing or another, while men women and children dressed in somany different kinds of clothes walked passed them.

They both stared at the city like they usually did, then like useal, the gangsters greeted them and rubbed his little brother's head before telling his brother to stay in school.

Their apartment was located in an odd part of the city, it wasn't in the downtown part of the city so they didn't get to see or experience any of the fancy stuff that goes on there.

Yet they weren't exactly far away, so they could see whenever something big was going on.

Unfortunately, this meant that the area where their apartment was located had more than one gang wanting to take control of it, but the gang that controlled it had never lost, so it was probably the safest place for his little brother to be.

As they walked they began to pass the various dark alleys of the city, some had homeless people just laying around living their lives.

They had to move fast when they walked past someone being beaten- robbed or killed, hell they even had to walk fast whenever they passed prostitutes.

They only stopped walking fast when they reached the part of the city that had the dealers selling their filth to the high schoolers and the rich brats from one of the corporation's schools.

It was normal for people to see their kids get on the train and the train would take them to their school, however, he would always accompany his little brother to his school.

It may have been overprotective of him, but this city is dangerous and he isn't the only one that does this.

the train finally stopped and after walking towards the school and watching his little brother enter the school, he logged in and began to take as many orders as he could.

It was time for him to go to work.
 
1. The Badlands
The Badlands
The Badlands are what people call everything beyond the New City.

It's a place filled with abandoned towns- villages and other cities these are what remain after the corporations waged their wars on each other.

When one steppe into the badlands they will find themselves seeing roles upon roles of wind turbines and solar panels that have been abandoned and as a result, they are either broken or completely rusted.

There are also some rivers if you want to call them that, that have either been completely polluted with chemicals that the corporations have dumped into them, or poisoned because of the weapons dropped during the wars.

There are a lot of old light posts and gas stations that litter what can barely be called streets.

Despite all of this amazing scenery, the first thing a person notice is the smell, the Badlands is said to be filled with the stench of both the dead and the living, as well as whatever else was dumped into it over the years.

Despite all of this, the Players have slowly begun to change the badlands, some areas have electricity running constantly and it's even said that they have set up a system that keeps the stench away.

Some of the locals those few crazy or unfortunate enough to live out there claim that they even have clean water and fresh food all the way out there.
 
1. Red Drop
Red Drop

The Red Drop was created by the players as a way to justify the fact that they had unwillingly started a business with the people living in the Old City and the Badlands.

It doesn't matter to the players if a person is just someone trying to feed their families- a gangster that's just passing through or someone that's desperately looking for work.

As long as a person doesn't cross them they're free to join.

While the players were being hunted, they found themselves running into a problem, the Old City was too big for them to protect on their own.

If they managed to kill all of the attackers in one area another was being destroyed, so they turned to the people and the gangs living in the Old City.

Needless to say that when people found out that the players were paying everyone with real food- gold and silver they soon had more people than they could count wanting to work for them.

The Red Drops main role is the management of Immigration, meaning that it's up to them to know who enters and leaves the Old City.

They also manage the Old City's food supply and even the people that control the Old City's finances can be found working for the Red Drop.

The thing is that if a person were to ask a Player if they listen or even obey the Red Drop most of them will instantly say no, and only a few of them will say yes.

Meaning more companies have their hands in the Old City and haven't been made public.

Or maybe they aren't companies, or maybe they are something else, either way, they are involved with the Plyers and by extension the Old City.
 
1. Battle Beast
Battle Beast

Battle Beasts are genetically and cybernetically mutated and enhanced creatures, they were made illegal because they tend to go out of control.

It is still unknown who supplied the players with the battle beast, but considering that most if not all of the creatures that have been seen so far are calm when not in combat, it is suspected that it might be the same corporation that granted the Knights\ Players their armors and weapons.
 
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