**In Heaven**

The gods held an unexpected meeting.

"Looks like we fooled those two," said a god from Hell.

"Yeah, we did. Now let's wait," replied a corrupt god from Heaven.

It seemed that the gods had a plan to get rid of Vita and Mors.

"Sweet, sweet Vita, how foolish you were," said the Ruler of Heaven with a happy tone.

"They are going to be gone for a hundred years. That's long enough to move to a different and far stronger planet," said the Ruler of Hell.

**On Earth**

Mors and Vita were beginning to feel stressed.

Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit.

“Damn it!” Mors exclaimed angrily.

“What’s the matter this time, Mors?” Vita asked.

“I smell a group of infected people nearby,” Mors replied.

“Let’s ignore them,” Vita said while studying the map and thinking of another way to get past.

Mors’s stressful and sleepy state led him to accidentally touch Vita's tail.

Vita completely ignored him and continued to search for another route.

“This way,” Vita said.

“Okay,” Mors replied softly.

“We need to figure out where we are; the map isn’t telling us our location,” Vita said.

“And also, stop touching my tail in the middle of the day,” Vita added, looking at Mors.

Mors didn’t stop, and Vita gave up and started moving toward the new route.

“I see a broken street sign over there,” Vita said.

“That solves one problem,” Mors responded.

As they moved closer to the sign, the words became clear:

“Matinecock, Locust Valley, New York City.”

“If I’m correct, they’re in Lattingtown, Locust Valley,” Vita said to Mors.

“Did you remember the world map?” Mors asked Vita.

“It only took me an hour to memorize the world map,” Vita replied.

“Nerdy,” Mors teased.

“Let’s not talk about that and move toward the survivors,” Vita said to Mors.