556, Life is Like a Play (first update)

The sky was a dim gray.

Even a fine drizzle began to fall.

The mood of the people was akin to the weather, draped in a layer of dust.

Countless individuals searched through the rubble for their loved ones.

Only in the second before disaster struck did humanity realize how insignificant they are in the face of nature, akin to ants.

The scene was chaotic.

Children cried out for their mothers.

Mothers cried out for their husbands.

Elderly mothers wailed seeking their children.

The air was filled with cries for help and sobbing.

The fine rain fell on everyone, bringing an unexpected chill to the hot June air.

It was piercing to the bone.

In just 20 minutes, the news of the earthquake in South Mountain Town had spread far and wide.

The earthquake-triggered landslide had destroyed highways, blocking vehicle access, so many helicopters were dispatched to airdrop food and emergency supplies.

The armed police quickly formed an earthquake disaster relief command.