Emortuus

"Just take a risk for once in your life!" Arkin begged. I tapped my foot impatiently. Arkin let's out a growl before stomping off to do his pouting.

"Collect more while you're at it." I call after him. His retreating figure disappearing into the cloak of the woods.

Once alone I turn around to look at the rubble of the city beneath my feet. The city that Arkin so desperately wanted to visit outside of our faction. It was a land my father used to tell me stories about. The land of the dead.

The only living creatures there were was the deformities from the radiation, and rebels, who left the faction. I had to admit part of me wanted to take a step into the dangerous land. Just to feel the thrill of adrenaline rush through me like a sugar rush. To defy my now greedy father.

After checking for Arkin I take my chance. My foot makes impact with the rocky surface below. The old cement and tar crunches beneath my feet.

"Hello Faction Impermissus."