It was a day like any other, with the sun rising at its peak and blue skies stretching for the whole horizon. Even with the beautiful blue sky overhead, the land below was not so. The scares of battle left the landscape barren and desolate. For miles, upturn earth is strewn about with bodies clad in metal for miles. Scarlet water flowers from every shining corpse of scrap. One would wonder what sort of nightmarish landscape was painted here from some ghastly war.

   Amongst the black flock of death that scattered around the bodies, people could be seen taking what was left behind by the dead. These pillagers went from body to body to take all they could. For the dead could no longer defend their dignity. The living with their sad spoils and the dead to be burnt across the ground, no person left there happy.

Only a few miles away from this land of death and smoldering, the towering walls erected around a small city to protect it. The inter-houses are separated with many different tile roofs that rise two to three stories high. The roads are paved with cobblestone to show this small provincial city's wealth further.

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Although the war was only yesterday, the city, with a populace of 420,000, is still just as busy as any other day. The city may be whole, but the streets were filled with the wailing in the morning of the dead. Many families would stay indoors, but the workers continued with their day.

   Even though the sacrifice of many soldiers' lives saved the city, the day was not won; the war was lost. No, ownership is not unto the city's people but for the new Deity that they fought the day before. What made the stale air of the town filled sweet as honey? It was knowing that the Deity would be looking for a new spouse. A chance to rise in power, class, and authority for any citizen.

   The chosen spouse was to be appointed within ten days after the battle. This is the day that the divine Deity would cement their personality, rain, and govern over the city.

   The citizens were now thinking of the uncertainty of their futures. No person knew who or what would govern them. They wondered if the current leaders and their families from this day would still hold power or be abolished. Only uncertainty would continue to fill the air of this town.