Animo World.
The Lionheart Empire.
Rhine Province, Kate City, Modai Town.
On the outskirts of Modai Town lay a long-abandoned graveyard, the burial ground of many ancient animal tribes that had once sojourned here.
Of course, the legends surrounding this place did not end there.
In an even more ancient age, this had also been a battlefield where the sapient animal races had raised the banner of justice, fought humanity, and even defeated humanity.
There was an even less credible rumor that, ten thousand years ago, this place had been a laboratory of the ancient humans.
But as time passed, everything had been swept away by wind and rain, leaving only the desolate graves and something for the residents of Modai Town to talk about over tea and meals.
With a Sun in its sky, Animo World had weather much like that of many other worlds.
At that moment, the sky was dim, and clouds like thick ink drifted across the heavens, heralding the rain to come.
Beneath the dim daylight, a black cat stood upright on two feet in the middle of the graves.
This was a black cat with a distinctive air about her. She wore a pair of half-rimmed glasses that barely stayed in place, with a fine chain attached to the other end.
She wore a white top paired with blue work shorts, giving her a distinct air of an explorer.
She wore no shoes; even long ages of evolution had not caused the paws of feline animals to degenerate.
At that moment, the black cat lady stared with her sapphire-blue feline eyes, holding an age-old piece of parchment in one paw and a glowing shovel in the other. One end of the shovel rested on the ground, and it looked anything but ordinary.
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