You lie your palms against the soft, spongy material of the giant mushroom you lay upon. It's been a long day, but you finally have time for yourself for one afternoon and you plan on using it for whatever you want. No responsibilities or duties or anything. You rest your back against your small backpack and fold your hands against your stomach. You gaze out into the distance of the grand cavern that you inhabit in all it's sparkling majesty.
Ahead of you lies the grand cavern of Krytia, one of the largest in the sprawling cavernous world that you inhabit. Fluorescent glowing flowers pock the ground in the fields in front of you. Around those flowers, tall monolithic mushrooms and stringy, fern-like trees grow in abundance. Farms holding herd of giant frogs and strange two legging reptilian beasts called trawlers roam about in small pens as they eat patches of glowing flowers or some of the pink-hinted grass. Some farms have abundant fields filled with various plants and vegetables. Boughs of smoke can be seen puffing up from the various farm machinery as they go about their daily business. A small river snakes around widely from the side of one of the caverns and cuts through the land like a silvery blue snake. A few paved bridges and roads can be seen going over the river, occasionally a small car puffs its way along these.
Above, in the ceiling of the cavern, as well as in the sides of the cavern, you can see the small blue glowing rocks which give light and life to the caverns. Widely abundant and jutting from every angle, these rocks are used for lights, power, magic, and holy remedies in every aspect of daily life. It is said that Astrea, the goddess of light and life, blesses every rock she touches and turns them to glowstone for us. At the center of the grand cavern ceiling is a large monolithic glowstone, called the firestone, that shines brighter than any else. The grand stone lies above the capital city of New Krytia.
You yawn and gaze behind you, turning your body on the mushroom slightly. Behind you lies the city of New Krytia. In comparison to the rest of the cavern, this city beams brighter and more vibrant than anything else. Large steel buildings extend to the sky and seem to almost glisten in the sparkling light of the firestone. Even from here, on the outskirts of the city, the sounds of cars and people can be vaguely heard. Surrounding the city is a large shanty town filled with the poorest of the poor. They lie in the shadow of the city as the people there mill about their lives in scrap sheet houses and concrete buildings.
It's said that years ago, this was all just stone and spears... when the dark days happened. The dark days caused a massive purge of the population, entire cities burned, populations were decimated, the city kings and queens were in shambles. That is until the two heroes of old, the champions of Astrea, came and halted the dark times and pushed back the darkness. The heroes, though, were never formally known and their names have been lost to the ages. After that, the governments collapsed and nobody could take up the handle. That is... nobody except the church of Astrea. The church began a revolutionary program called unification in which formal monarchies were liquified and all government positions came to the church. There were some that resisted, but in their shattered state that did not last long. Now, all of the cities of the world fly under the banner of unification and the paladins enforce the law and the holy law without impunity.
Life in New Krytia is hard but hard work and a little elbow grease allows you to stay healthy so far. At least you haven't been accused of being a blood mage by a paladin or stumbled into a nest of giant spiders. Though history is starting to give you a headache. Today is your afternoon to do whatever you want and you won't let anyone get in the way of that.
You sigh, and pull out your wallet and look at your ID,
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