Author: Eveofchaos
Category: Reincarnation
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The Slums' streets were full of people wearing ragged light clothes even if the temperatures weren't even close to being warm. Countless small houses built with cheap metal and other random materials filled the sides of the small paths that divided that district.
Khan walked toward the mines and nodded whenever he met a familiar face. It was still early in the morning, but everyone there was doing their best to reach their workplace in time.
The houses grew scarcer as Khan approached the mines. Some of them even featured charred marks or bullet holes. They still bore the signs of the battle against the Nak that happened almost eleven years ago.
A few lines forced Khan to stop. Many fellow workers were waiting for their chance to enter the mines and dig a few valuable materials. Khan knew that it would take him thirty minutes to reach his destination, so his eyes began to wander.
The mines were nothing more than the debris of the battle against the Nak. The Second Impact had caught everyone by surprise, so the Global Army didn't have special troops ready for the fight.
The Global Army could only send the soldiers and robots to fight the threat, but common weapons couldn't defeat a Nak. That alien was the embodiment of mana, and only humans able to wield that energy could kill it.
A series of soldiers patrolled the area and handled the lines of workers. They even had a three meters tall two-legged robot that pointed its rifles toward anyone who complained or tried to cause a mess.
"It's the same as ever," An old man in front of Khan commented when he saw the soldiers running toward a group that had started fighting for a spot in the line. "The Global Army sees the Slums as nothing more than a free workforce. They control most of the food, and they teach the ways of the mana only to those who enlist. Is this even life?"
"Shut up, old man," A man nearby whispered. "I'm not losing my position in the line because you felt like complaining this morning."
"We dig their metal in exchange for food," The old man sighed. "We would even clean their garbage if they asked."