The Emperor of Harmony sharpened his gaze as he read through several documents, skimming through their pages. His expression was strained even as his attentive gaze poured through the reports detailing the state of affairs of, well, the entire world.
His table was as messy as his dishevelled hair and crumpled clothes, cluttered with more reports than he could keep up with in a single day. His expression grew weary as he struggled to keep up with everything that kept happening even after the war had reached an equilibrium.
Human civilization had changed much in the past decade.
The Beast Incursion had thoroughly become a part of the daily lives and experiences of humanity as an entire generation of adults had grown up having known the Beast Incursion their entire lives.
This was their normal.
While the adults spoke of a time when humanity ruled the continent with bitter nostalgia, the children of the present only knew of a reality where beasts and monsters ravaged their borders.
