The City of Pleasure, Gram Gasland.
Located in the northern Yorbian Continent, it had originally been a stretch of red-earth mountains with extremely scarce biological resources, a truly impoverished land.
Later, the nomadic Gram Galabang tribe discovered a valuable resource here-natural gas-and settled down, naming the place after their tribe.
The Gram family amassed an immense fortune here through its natural resources, then turned to running casinos and gambling businesses once the natural gas reserves had been exhausted.
Before long, large numbers of luxury hotels and massive casinos sprang up in Gram Gasland.
To attract customers, the hotels then began recruiting performers, street magicians, dancers, and others from across the world. The generous fees drew entertainers from every corner of the globe.
Gram Gasland thus became the world-renowned City of Pleasure.
At the end of a deep alley.
"Hey! Open the door!"
A young man with messy hair shouted boisterously as he pounded hard on the door in front of him.
"All right! Stop knocking, honestly-"
Before the young man could smash the door down, an impatient female voice came from inside. Then, with a creak, the door was yanked open.
A young woman with a side ponytail stood inside, looking impatiently at the young man at the entrance. "So you remembered to come back! You said you'd be gone for a month. Look what month it is now, San!"
"Uh-well, a few things went wrong on the trip. But I made it back, didn't I-"
San looked as scruffy as ever.
He scratched his head with a chuckle and made a show of pleading for mercy. "Don't be mad, Abaki. I even bought you some snacks-"
Abaki stood with her hands on her hips. At his words, she frowned and said coldly, "If you brought that chewing gum again,