The United Kingdom

The Respite After the Storm: The air in the sky was calm. The red clouds, made of the blood and suffering of humans, had dissipated. Finally, the sky showed the deep blue and its peaceful sun. The contrast with the past was palpable; the current calm felt like a balm after the storm, albeit a tense calm, aware of the fragility of peace.

All the people from the previous shelters that served as defense in the passage to the city were happy to see their leader back on his feet. He gave hope and a new place to live, but he did not want them to be calm thinking that civilization would return, as that would make them weak. Leon understood that true survival depended on individual strength, not on false security. His leadership was based on preparation, not complacency.

Instead, he led them by the most difficult path to the city, eliminating every difficult enemy, but letting every citizen, every civilian, every person grow stronger by himself. Many were injured, but their spirit was strong, they wanted to get better. Others fled and were killed by beasts. Clearly, not everyone was made to survive in this cruel and ruthless world. The unforgiving nature of the world acted as a filter, separating the resilient from those who succumbed. Survival was a constant test.

Although the level and skill system was efficient, it wasn't enough for normal people to become strong easily; they needed time. So, little by little, the citizens of each neighborhood were sent directly to the city. Only those who could withstand the storm of the reality of this world could arrive and, with it, would be rewarded with a home which they could build and live. Clearly, this was hard to watch. León, the savior himself, was always standing on the entrance of the bridge that divided the exterior of the city of Córdoba, but that view was not pleasant: to see how people were attacked not only by beasts, but by humans who preferred to be scavengers or are on the side of the beasts and gods of the rift. Leon's position on the bridge offered him a painful prospect, a constant testimony to the price of survival. The wind was whipping in his face as he watched the struggles, the echo of the screams reaching him.

Not being able to do anything, because if he did it could create a complete dependence between him and his people, so they will live thinking that someone would come to save them, they would not defend themselves because they would be waiting for him to arrive. That was the most difficult task as a leader; it was something that made him angry, but he had to remain unperturbed. He should not show weakness, since he is no longer a simple man, he is the leader of the city, the hope of it. He cannot waver, he must make them strong and, although they see it and beg for help, they understand it, they strive to improve and become stronger, they resist every step, every clash of swords, every death, every ferocious monster they encounter. This is how those who from now on will be called infernal citizens arrive in the city, those who have gone through hell itself to get here. The title of Infernal Citizens resonated with the hard journey they had endured, a mark of honor earned with blood and sweat.

No one has given them anything, no one has helped them; they depend on themselves, but they still know that their leader is always watching and that, if they have no more hope, he will come to save them, not because they are not strong, but because he is stronger. This was how the neighborhood of Villa Los Llanos, Ciudad de los Niños, Barrio Norte, los barrios slums and many more that they did not know happened. Because by eliminating so many beasts, people were able to go out and defend themselves, they had the courage to get up and fight, because they had hope, thus creating again the province of Córdoba, the first province free of beasts and the first to unify all the races of the lands: Elves, dwarves, druids, driades, giants, beastmen, draconians, dragons, undead, fairies, the only mystical being Ifrit, and a semi-divine being born on earth, a nephilim. The union of various races under one banner marked a new beginning, a melting pot of cultures and abilities forged in the crucible of adversity. This could be achieved due to the small races of each urban area, which were associated with some humans of the region. Many of the new races that were similar to the rift monsters invading the world did not agree with eliminating humans because, in reality, many of them were once a human who was consumed by the rift energy maintaining his consciousness, but not his body. This detail added a moral complexity to the conflict, showing that not all creatures were enemies, but victims of the same forces that ravaged the world.

Dragons were very proud and saw humans as inferior beings. They were ready to attack them to dominate them, going to attack the city in a pack, but that was a mistake that they would not forget. The arrogance of the dragons led them to underestimate human determination, a mistake that would cost them dearly.

Because there were those in the city who were leaders of their factions or were the first to face the apocalypse next to the leader, these were divided by ranks. Among the weakest were the Outer Protectors; made up of Russo, Jamal, Chino and Valentina these were those who, in case of emergency, had to go out to defend together with the warriors of the gate any civilian who was in the battle and prevent them from reaching the entrance of the kingdom. Their work, although considered the most basic, was crucial for the security of the city, a first line of defense against external threats.

Then they were in a higher rank because they had a lot of abilities or they had a divine contract with at least 1 god - The Guardians. These were made up of Pato, Ibarra, Julian and Sasha by protecting all the cities in case of an invasion together with the elite: The Sacred Knights, citizens trained for combat who had items or abilities that made them superior to any other monster below the rank of "Neighborhood". Their connection with the divine granted them considerable power, making them formidable defenders.

Then there were those who commanded all these troops, the so-called The Rulers. These were a higher rung not only in power and intelligence, but they were always on the front lines overcoming many tests being formed by Santiago, Marcos, Savitar and Victoria, they were put there after fighting in a test made by the savior of the city showing their worth and dignity. These were always in the public eye and were responsible not only for the protection of the cities they govern in case of a great danger, but also for maintaining order and training citizens by creating schools and training centers, besides that each one created his own faction in which they command and do different tasks. Their leadership and experience made them pillars of society, responsible for the order and preparation of the city.

But for this there must be someone to help them and regulate their activities by giving them supplies and also help. These were the kings; well, in this case let's say they were The Queens of the city, those who commanded the battle against the lord of pestilence and have 3 gods under their contract the great Rosary ruler of the crimson flames and the great Brenda ruler of darkness and lust. These have the power to confront any being below the rank of province and they are in charge of the protection of the entire half of the province, each having a side to govern and protect. Their power and divine connections placed them on a higher level, responsible for the security of vast territories. Their leadership in the battle against the Lord of Pestilence had turned them into legends.

Finally, there is the highest rank in the hierarchy - the rank of Monarch. This rank is occupied by the only one capable of stopping a provincial rank and confronting a continental rank, but not defeating it yet: the savior and builder of this city and of all the cities around

but not to defeat him yet: the savior and builder of this city and of all the cities around. León, the Monarch, represented the pinnacle of power, a symbol of hope and protection for all the inhabitants of Córdoba and its surroundings. His imposing presence inspired confidence and security.

All this made the attempted invasion of the dragons useless, since León commanded the queens to directly take care of the problem and not have to have civilian casualties or wounded among his companions, so they defeated the vast majority of dragons avoiding killing them in order to reach an agreement with the current monarch of the dragons in the province creating a mutual agreement by having both rulers a combat in which they were in a resounding tie recognizing human power entering into another period of peace and prosperity. Diplomacy, backed by military might, achieved a crucial truce. The fight between the Lion and the dragon monarch was a show of strength and skill, a clash of wills that culminated in mutual respect.

It was this event that caused the fairies, dryads and some high elves (beings older than the common elves) to remove the barrier of the small world tree that grew in the province, going to the main city Cordoba, where the monarch lived next to the small world tree, asking for an audience where these races together with their representatives asked for an alliance in exchange for please protecting the world tree, the source of life of most mystical races, accepting the agreement. The alliance with the ancient races represented an important milestone, joining forces against the threats that still lurked. The World Tree, a symbol of life and hope, was under the protection of Córdoba.

All this was carried out over 2 years where everything prospered as it should by training people for what was coming. For two years, peace reigned in Córdoba, a period of reconstruction and preparation for the uncertainties of the future. The city grew stronger, both in its defenses and in the spirit of its inhabitants. It was at the beginning of that same third year of peace that the system finally spoke:

System Event: Continental Conquest

Conditions: One person from each province in the time period of half a year must be chosen among all the people from each individual province as its representative for what will be given as a continental tournament where the winner of all the tests and of each combat will have the right to take the continent as his own and make of it what he wishes.

Reward for victory: Southern Continent - 10 levels for everyone in the province - you have the right to ask only 1 thing to the administrator.

Time to complete: 6 months, 182 days, 4,380 hours, 15,768,000 seconds.

The announcement resonated throughout the continent, a challenge that would test the strength and will of each province. The reward, however, was what really captured everyone's attention.

Everyone expected this, but what intrigued every person on the continent the most was one of the rewards: to have the right to ask something to the creator and administrator of the system, a single question, something that everyone wanted to know, but many had questions: "Why did this happen?", "Why do we suffer?", "Why did the monsters come?", "When will this torture end?". They were all valid answers, but they could only make one. The possibility of getting answers from the system administrator himself was a unique opportunity, but the limitation to a single question generated great uncertainty. What would be the most important question?.

This was what was going through the Lion monarch's mind: only one question could be asked. This question will decide the fate of this world, something that could answer everyone's doubts or could lead us to total chaos. It was time, they had to decide, decide who they would send as a representative, which although it seems obvious to many for the others was difficult because as they could be sure that they would only take 1 single person. This doubt was in the minds of too many people since the system had done them a disservice by changing tasks and increasing the difficulty constantly because the gods were capricious and wanted to see something better others were kind but most were beings who wanted fame, fun, money, power everything they could win if their host or hosts made their name famous so we will not know how this ended maybe and it is as the system says or maybe it is something much worse. The responsibility was on Leon's shoulders. The choice of the representative and the question to the administrator could change the course of history. The uncertainty about the true intentions of the system and the whims of the gods added a layer of tension to the impending tournament