The world is filled with unknown creatures of dusky dark magic particles working for the KINGDOM. The guards are not mostly all machinery. People now born with brightly colored eyes and colored hair and skin, maybe half machinery. A corruption grows in this world.. how will it end? Most music is jazz and the people are ordered around by watchful guards. Never trust what you see. People are often rude and in a hurry. Sorcerers are hiding from the Royalists. Chaos roams. Creatures form.