The Hostile Ella Town
Lenny was enjoying the wind in his hair. A feeling he had dearly missed as he smoked his cigarette.
Ever since he came to this world, it has been one problem after another.
Not that he was complaining, especially since all of it created opportunities for him to grow quickly.
However, it was still nice to enjoy a little peace and quiet.
"Good stuff!" Lenny complimented.
"Yes, I saved a whole warehouse of them when moving to the domain."
"Hmmm." Lenny nodded at this.
He had to admit that this man had foresight.
Even predicting that an adored commodity like cigarettes would be valuable in the post-apocalyptic world.
"Can I ask?"
"How did we get here?" Father Black questioned
"Yes"
"You won't believe me even if I tell you, but trust me, it used to be heaven. Now, it's all piss and horse fart!"