The Monk

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I gazed at the barren surroundings, my voice caught in my throat. The wasteland seemed more desolate and gloomy than I ever imagined. Pollution hung heavy in the air, blocking out the sun.

I couldn't help but wonder if there were others around or maybe some safe havens like the Underground.

Earth used to be a peaceful place, with normal people leading simple lives. There were once beautiful cities and vibrant people. But now, nature and Ellacs had taken over. The lively people had turned dull, and the lovely cities were now in ruins.

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