21 The underground (2/2)

Unusual world Loyalscum 30570K 2022-07-22

Every statue was beautifully carved they were all the work of a true master. I admire what I see for a bit as I regain my strength then I went in. I thought I had to buy a ticket or something but it looked like the trains were all free to ride going the underground.

There were a ton of people waiting for the train just like me I blended in with the crowd beautifully so I didn't look out of place at all. The trains never stopped coming when one got packed up another one was following closely behind it.

It took me a few minutes to finally get on board the train, the entering thing was filled with people the air smelled sour like a gym locker room. I was pressed against another man who had been sweating all day. His shirt was damp and ”oh god ... I think some of his manly juices got into my mouth”. I hack constantly, needles to say it wasn't a pleasant ride.

The ride was long for me it only lasted 10 minutes but with that man constantly dripping on me and the other people not helping the situation at all it made the ride that much more unbearable.

I almost didn't get to see what the underground looked like for the first time because of them. It's a good thing I didn't miss it because what I saw was wonderful the underground was an absolutely massive underground multi layered cavern that was an entirely different city on its own Delmar City was actually a multi layered city.

The lights from the hundreds of thousands of homes, electronic street lamps, and gigantic glowing crystals protruding from everywhere illuminated the city driving away the darkness. There were massive natural pillars at least 400 meters wide that went from the bottom all the way to the top that I could not see clearly because it was so far away.

People apparently also made their homes inside the stone pillars as well. From what I could see they carved the exterior making a smooth fine finish then burrowed their way inside. There were so many floors in each of the pillars, all lit up with light bulbs.

It was one of the most dazzling things I have ever seen, despite all its danger this world makes up for it in its beauty and wonder. This seen dug up a memory deep in my soul ”I can remember where that old man lives, finally!”. I was so happy since that meant I didn't have to live on the streets anymore fighting birds for food or taking it from the trash.

When I got off the train I thought the air was going to be stale since I was underground but, the air was pretty fresh. Well, not that fresh since I was still next to the trains but fresh enough. The train station underground was an exact copy of the one above ground.

Since there was nothing for me to see in here I went outside heading straight towards my home I took so long to find. The streets were paved with brick just like above ground, you could even tell this place had some history just by looking around. The architecture is a bit older than what I saw above ground for some of the homes.

There are a lot of food stalls everywhere selling things for a few oboli or a few Drachma so, I guess street food is reasonably priced if I think of every Drachma as a 1 dollar American bill and oboli as pennies. Then food is actually cheaper here than were I use to live It was like 5 dollars for a gallon of milk and 6 for cereal. A lot of people over there would kill for these kinds of prices.

Thinking about my old world actually hurts me a bit, I guess I should, for the most part, forget about it and focus on what's in front of me. ”Hmm ... If food prices are low doesn't that mean the magi do a decent job running the government? They will apparently kill any normal person without batting an eye which sucks especially for me if I accidentally piss one off but since 90% of people don't have the chance to become a mage I guess I won't run into one anytime soon. I guess you really have to take the good with the bad in this world.

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A few feet across the street

As Desmond was Walking through the crowd to his new home he unknowingly catches the eye of someone dinning at a food stall who knows the old man who's body he now inhabits.