Heavenly Kingdom Paradise.
It is unknown when, but people began to call that land by this name.
Clean drinking water, order on the streets that allowed one to walk safely during the day, and hepatitis B vaccines.
Things that were trivial to people elsewhere, as common as air, were as precious here as an oasis in a wasteland.
But in the end, the beautiful Heavenly Kingdom was merely a fleeting paradise.
Six years later, as tensions between Rome and the Russian Federation escalated, a sudden bombardment turned everything to ashes.
That day, the screeching blackbirds once again sowed seeds of hatred upon the scorched earth, reaping a harvest of rising flames.
Everything teetered on the brink of chaos.
What was once Paradise was now nothing but ruins.
Under the suppression of the two nations' joint operations, only the last vestiges of resistance still made futile attempts to salvage what was lost.
The roar of bombs thundered in the distance.
