This War is Our

Going back a few hours ago ...

In the place where the old Middle East was, but now, it was known as the Infernal Anthill. After the Great Change, the desert dried up and the giant ants invaded the place, creating a nest that covers the entire territory of the ancient Middle East.

Somewhere in the middle of this gigantic anthill was a few mountains made of red rocks. Thousands of ants came and went from place to place.

Entering one of these mountains, it was possible to see a small town made of black rock. The people in the place wore white robes with various types of strange designs. The mood in the city was strange and heavy as if the place were a place of death.

The largest building in the city was right in the center. In the main room, there was a group of six people wearing white robes, but the designs and materials were much better than those walking the city streets.

"Any news?" An aged voice was heard, one of the hooded people spoke.