Faithful times pass us not very often from where I live. I live in a small village just outside a large city known as Tretopolis, everyone in my village despise the rich people who own the city, their nothing but foul-mouth, money grubbing no good scumbags is what my mother used to say. The only reason we stick to them is that we’re forced to live near them so we can provide them supplies, like armor, guns, and other meaningful things, and what we get in return is clothing and food, barely enough though. We like to call our village Mulberry because our village used to be covered with berry bushes everywhere and that’s what we fed on and sold to other villages to gain money.

My name is Kodath, a simple 13 year old. We live in the land of Varmania, a once peaceful island in the middle of the ocean, where harmony struck across the vast lands, where creatures roamed the lands and sky, where people lived very neighborly and spread kindness to everyone. Till about 100 years ago everything faded when that one dark faithful day when the I.P.L (Imperial Provisions League) came. A group of military stricken men who came from airships and took over our land, forcing us our values to them, they took some families away as well, for us to never see them again.

Stories told us that they would take them to their secret facility to do experiments on them, like biological stuff. We have no idea why they came here or what their going to do to us, for all I know, or what we know, is that there are more out there, in those giant airships and coal burning planes. Times changed over the past few years; we started mining outside the village for tin, silver, gold, anything the I.P.L. needs. So for 100 years we've been getting a good amount of resources until the past few years, mineshafts been crumbling from earthquakes, trapping people inside making them suffocate. So we've been low on tin and silver, and the gold we get is either very small or fools gold. We've been getting sick of living here, but every time we try to leave the military would force us back or kill us on sight. Times come hard during this time, and it wont be long before we’re all killed and left but a memory.