Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society
State your farewell, stash your resources, and sharpen your blades, for it's the age of apocalypse. Technological worlds, fantasy worlds, mythical worlds, cultivation worlds, etc. all face an apocalypse these days. But this isn't natural. Having suffered in a looping apocalypse for 48 lifetimes, Rhizen establishes an intergalactic force to clean up all apocalyptic worlds, vowing to destroy the ender of everything, the Grade-3 System...Apocalypse! To stand against it were the band of broken heroes, once pitiful souls, but now grouped as vengeful victims, naming themselves… The Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society!
Endless Crisis (Part 1)
"Kya!" Xuna screamed in fright upon feeling a sense of weightlessness before turning around to see that she had fallen on the ground, one covered by soft grass. She quickly got up in a hurry, staring at the trunk of a tree before her, muttering in confusion, "What…is this place?"
She stepped forth for a moment, slipping all of a sudden when what seemed to be a strand of grass flashed past the position where her head had been, coincidentally missing her.
Alarmed, Xuna brought out her grappling hook, using the rope to create a shield while brining out her gun using the other hand, aiming at the entity behind her to spray a volley of bullets.
Only then did she notice that the entity resembled a grasshopper, a three-metre-tall grasshopper with thin blades for hands, possessing three pairs even. Its entire body seemed fragile at first glance, entirely made of grass.