Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Clovis gradually created a 3D model to build the massive bridge. It was quite a challenge because it required not only the right skills but also the necessary knowledge.
Clovis wasn't an architect or engineer, but there were plenty of them among the members of Last Light. They helped draw up the plans for the bridge, which was to be more than three hundred meters long.
When Clovis created about a third of the plan, he frowned.
"Is something wrong?" Asked Gisle.
"Yes... we miscalculated a little because we didn't know the terrain's condition. We have to put the supports in, or it won't work. You don't have to put a pole every ten meters, just a few strong pylons at the base. That way, we hope the structure will hold." Said Clovis.
Several people beside him were architects and engineers. They were also in agreement with Clovis's opinion.
"That sounds problematic..." Gisle muttered.