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!
Victory Governance
"C-Commander Goss is dead?" A soldier muttered, gulping in fear, still reeling from the aftershock of the battle that just transpired.
"The enemy is still alive. Kill him!" Another soldier shouted, riling up everyone, "As long as he's dead, it's our victory. Taking over the weakened fort is easy!"
"Right!" A soldier muttered in excitement, "Now that our commander is dead, the one that performs the best would become the next commander and even be turned into a Blight Human."
A couple of soldiers around him heard his mutterings, becoming excited as they rushed at Yihan, intending to deal the killing blow.
But of course, Xuna wouldn't allow that to happen as the crow hovered in the air, opening its beam to unleash a fierce gale that caused the soldiers to lose their footing due to the sheer dust that blew into their faces.
"Charge!"