Cesar is a veteran soldier with a mysterious past, for him supernatural creatures and ghosts are everyday things. He has saved the world from a brutal war against the dragons, a war that no one remembers, only to find himself involved in yet another...
The trip to Lothar Golden took about an hour but again checking the pocket watch that I had taken from the party I see the clocks were lying. The center of the city was very difficult to describe because the place did remember seeing a city from the nineteenth century, but there were a lot of things that were relatively new that were not at that time, but its design still seemed to go with the theme of the place. For example, there were expander machines in the streets, but these looked more like a large display cabinet with a cash register. Everything is full of advertisements and signs with lights, with old light bulbs that were turned on or off to appear movement, but in a depressing way, the buildings were so huge that could not see the sky, but despite how beautiful its architecture was, everywhere there were tubes without any order that worsened the view. Despite the large number of bulb lights that were on the bulletin boards, inside houses or buildings you could see that they also used candles just as frequently. There were also so many cars on the road that there were even traffic jams in some parts due to traffic lights, but there were also quite a few horse-powered carriages and other strangers powered by engines where animals would normally be, there was also even an air train, which looked new and old at the same time.
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But no matter how many technologies of the future were here, the atmosphere of the place did not change, everything was depressing, most of the well-dressed people looked like zombies than humans. The men all looked the same, dressed in elegant suits either with vests as a father, or others with everything and a jacket and hat. Women on the other hand were due in two categories, maids or ladies, they were always together, one always behind the other. Even so, all the people around here looked very tired or unsympathetic. It was as if none of the wonders they had around them mattered in the least. It seemed that the only exemptions to this were me and my father. It was like watching a funeral procession all over town. Trying to break the monotonous environment we were in, I started talking to my father about how he got here.
"Now you are going to tell me why the change of face?" "Does it have something to do with what is happening or did you see it in a fashion show?"
"They only advised me that maybe I should look a little different when I was here." "So I decided to try to look a little younger than I did." "Do I really look so different?" He said while wearing a smile on his face
I knew that smile very well, he only used it when he had made a mistake and tried to hide it. I knew there was a second reason why and he didn't want to tell me. so I started to think about why it would have required him to change his appearance in such a drastic way and at the same time try to hide the reason. So I thought the only thing he had done it for was so that someone would not recognize him, but it wasn't me, because he had to talk to me, it must be someone else, someone he knew. Maybe someone in the family?
"Who are you hiding from?" "Are you afraid to talk to mom?" "No, it's not that because you already talked to her" "Is Maria?" "Don't you want her to see you? I asked him while he kept looking at the city that surrounded us"
