"And who are you?" a tall, thin man said menacingly, a couple of seconds ago putting a pistol to your temple.

Paradise is an underground city built of stone and surrounded by a wall protecting from underground creatures. The last stronghold of humanity after the surface of the Earth became uninhabitable during the use of a special weapon. A glowing crystal found during construction, called "ellion", became a generator for the city and a hope for restoring the greatness of humanity, which had degraded in technology to the level of development of about the 17th century, although with some assumptions. Now is the year 3035. 300 years have passed since that devastating war and people have gotten used to this life. Perhaps even too much...

"I will not repeat myself," a characteristic click was heard near your temple, not promising anything good. "Why on earth did you decide that you can walk around the archers' territory as if it were your own home?"