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Just like that, like a snap of the finger. The next day comes. Where the sun shines brilliantly in the sky, so bright that one would think it so joyous. Any dreary weather was furthest from anyone's mind.

The window shows a slice of another life. Where powers aren't real, and where magic had seemingly disappeared. A family walks, between the mother and father is a small girl. She wears a dress of some sort, skipping and humming as they carried on their day.

Ah... But that's my imagination. Because I can see more. Their smiles are strained. Strained! The grip they hold on their daughter is tight. The father openly carries a weapon. And suspicion fills the air.

For around monsters roam. And the ignorant think themselves in such danger.

And none could blame them. The city is one of death. Where passed a certain border comes blood and death and despair.