You wander the lively streets of the city under the darkness of the dim, fake moon. The Endless Night has lasted for about a month, now, and it's been getting harder to deal with the side effects every day. The power has been out for two weeks in your area and everyone here has been in a wide panic, but they have done their best to keep up operations, resorting to using fires to light the area bit by bit.

You walk by a radio, stationed on a piece of wood. Some people were sitting next to it as they rest near a campfire, and you decide to take a moment to stop and listen to the music coming from the—

"People of the Last City," the voice of Lakshmi-2 rings out of nowhere over the channel in a crackle, startling one of the kids that were about to fall asleep to the music that was playing moments ago. "We are governed by a consensus. A democracy where the people have a say over what happens in their city. Or so we thought. But did you agree to shelter a mob of dangerous Fallen," she asks, causing a few of the people sitting there to glance at each other. "The same Fallen that spent a century stealing from us, besieging our city, and destroying our families? Did you agree to suddenly forgive and forget? No."

Oh, great way to go, literally calling them a sl-

A disabled woman in a wheelchair rolls over and tunes the radio to a different channel with a sigh.

"That Lakshmi, I tell you," she mutters with bemusement to the closest person next to her, the mother of the tired child. "Always whining about this and that, refusing to budge when it comes to the smallest of things..."

She doesn't reveal herself from under her veil as she lets out a laugh, but from what little you could see of her face, it almost looked—

... No, must be a trick of the light.

You stop to think about what you had planned earlier for a moment. There are a few errands you need to run, but there's something about this woman chatting with the others that makes you want to stay. She seems friendly enough...

"Hm? Oh, my friend," she calls out, which causes you to snap out of your thoughts. "Come, join us! Don't be a loner over there."