Just abandoned, he said. Aoba dropped slowly back into his seat, enthusiasm dampened, as he reflected on that. Right…the place they frequently just called The City was The Last City. It was a gigantic place, but half because it was all humanity had left. And the Exos, who were manmade in some forgotten part of their past. Aoba wasn’t sure how the Awoken, like Declan, fit into it though. Human offshoots, something like that?
The whole of the Old Resident Districts and Platinum Jail would have fit inside The Last City with ample room to spare.
“…I’ve never even left the island where I was born,” he said in half-answer, voicing his thoughts allowed. “I mean, before the whole portal mess, obviously. But for ordinary people, unless you’re really rich, it’s just about impossible. My parents got out when I was really young, but I…well, I guess I never really thought about it in depth, but I probably just assumed I’d die there without ever seeing anywhere else. Not the mainland, not anything.”
He propped his chin on a hand, watching the face of the world glide by below them. Vast and abandoned.
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The whole of the Old Resident Districts and Platinum Jail would have fit inside The Last City with ample room to spare.
“…I’ve never even left the island where I was born,” he said in half-answer, voicing his thoughts allowed. “I mean, before the whole portal mess, obviously. But for ordinary people, unless you’re really rich, it’s just about impossible. My parents got out when I was really young, but I…well, I guess I never really thought about it in depth, but I probably just assumed I’d die there without ever seeing anywhere else. Not the mainland, not anything.”
He propped his chin on a hand, watching the face of the world glide by below them. Vast and abandoned.