DESOLATION. || A FE2 AU.

|| 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨? ||

(A/N: heed my warning, there's going to be poorly written violence.)

Buried, Marred and Axiom were in the lobby. Seemingly chatting about something.

"Have you guys seen Retro's text?"

Axiom asked.

"Of course we did. I wonder what he needs help for though?"

Buried wondered.

"Maybe one of his speakers broke!"

Marred suggested.

"I suppose?"

Buried awkwardly laughed.

"Well, let's go on to his map, shall we?"

Axiom said.

The three headed to the lift to go to RC's map.

Later on, they arrived. The sound of waves crashing and the 90's aesthetic.. it seemed fitting for someone like Retro.

"Sometimes I don't really like it when maps are too vast.."

Axiom and MD ignored Buried's statement and walked around to find RC.

They found him not too long. He was staring at a few poles that fell on the road. RC noticed the three and turned around.

"Heya! Thanks for coming."

He waved. MD waved back.

"Hii Retro!! Is this the thing you need help with?"

MD pointed over to the poles.

"Yeah, pretty much."

Retro confirmed.

"I'll help ya guys out if you want?"

Retro asked.

"That'll be nice."

Answered Buried.

The four began working on the poles, they didn't really expect that it would take very long.. as it's already late.

None of them noticed that someone was watching though. A certain shapeshifter..

"...."

Forsaken Era just watched them work, they didn't have any intention to help though. They just needed something from Retro.

The four continued to work, before what seemed like immediately, Axiom noticed Era just standing there.

"Oh hey, Era!"

This caused Era to stare at Axiom.

"Hi. Are you guys done yet? I need something from Retro."

Era said, serious as always.

"Eh, you guys don't mind right? I'll be with Era for a quick moment."