To hell, we go! (Limbus Company x OC)

Chapter 1

[Outskirts]

Danilo was riding around the outskirts, finding more documents, tools, and something to defend himself in buildings. When he came across a facility that was in ruins, he got off his horse and went into the facility with caution. With a flashlight in one hand and a pistol in the other, he looked around and checked his surroundings, making sure he was safe and alone, inside the facility he found skeletal remains of both people and animals, scattered throughout the place, the stench of rust and something rotten filled the air, it reeked of death. He placed a piece of cloth over his face to make it more bearable to breathe. 

He entered a chamber that had the word 'Information' above the door, albeit faded. He was met with the sight of papers thrown around the room, shattered glass, and so forth. He picked up a folder that stuck out from the rest and read it.

Danilo: "Seed of Light project"... Enoch... What the fuck?

He read the whole folder, visibly disturbed by the contents of it. He placed it into his bag and exited the chamber, not wanting to deal with much else whatever might be down there, he got out of the facility.

Danilo: Bloody hell, what kind of shit did I get myself into...

Getting back on his horse, he rode further, seeing settlements with people, a big fuck-off tree, and creatures which he disposed of with a bit of effort.

While he was roaming, he came across a settlement that was being destroyed by creatures beyond human comprehension. He dismantled from his horse and sprung into action. A beast charged at him but Danilo swiftly took care of it by bashing its head with a war hammer with one swift strike.

A few of the inhabitants were staring at him in astonishment from the safety of their homes, Danilo pulled his war hammer back and hurried through the settlement to help the people. Bodies lay on the ground, mutilated, as he passed by. Some people were running to a shelter, away from the beasts. 

Danilo ran over to hunt down the creatures, a few militiamen fought against them and he went to their aid, fighting with ferocity. Soon, the creatures left, leaving only a few people dead. As things calmed down, an armed man looked at Danilo with suspicion. 

???: Why'd you help...?

Danilo: I enjoy it. 

???: Let's say I believe you... well, I guess I should at least thank you, stranger...

Danilo nodded. 

???: We are grateful that you gave us a hand, where'd you learn to fight like that?

Danilo: Commitment. Be persistent in what you do. 

He shrugged as he answered the man's question.

???: Okay... Like I said, we are grateful for your help, is there anything we can do for you in return?

Danilo: Yes, which direction is The City?

The man pointed in the direction where it was.

???: It's probably hundreds of miles away. We can give you some supplies if you'd like to make things easier.

Danilo: Thanks, I'm good. Your hospitality is appreciated. But I must head now.

???: Very well stranger, good luck on your journey, and we hope you go to the city without a scratch.

Danilo: Thank you, hopefully, your village doesn't get attacked. 

They both nodded, Danilo whistled for his horse and got on it, setting out to go to The City...

[The City]

When he entered the city, it was the same as the outskirts for his first impression - depressing, only without the barren land that is the outskirts. Crime was rampant and it was bad enough to rival the cesspool of failed socio-economic developments that is the Balkans, in short words, it was a nightmare to even be here, as the drifters he passed by told him. But it was peaceful for the time being.