"So this is the red area," muttered Eric. The sky was dark, and the ground infertile. The soil was crimson. It reminded Eric of a myth from Ancient India, the Mahabharata, in which a battlefield named Kurukshetra had been dyed crimson due to the bloodshed.
In the distance, there were volcanoes and mountains, which were dyed black. It seemed like a stereotypical apocalyptic world that had been reduced to shreds.
Other portals opened up, and survivors flooded in. They seemed rushed. Eventually, the red area was filled with tens of thousands of survivors from ten planets and dimensions. Some were human, while some were not.
Eric scanned the area before tilting his head.
"Where's Alex?"
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