Dredger

After World War Six, The States of Parremod were annihilated. Buildings were completely collapsed, roads were disheveled with stones and dirt, but overall, the world as far as Rho could see was covered in rubble, boundless and continuous. Sheets of metal that used to serve as air conditioning ducts were now made use as roofs that barely covered a grown man who was kneeling. Walls were built with bigger chunks of rubble, and stacked on top of each other, meant to be similar to what a brick wall was like. However, that was how the 'wealthy' lived. The ones that weren't so, lived in whatever they found. Rho has seen many types of equipment being put to use: from cardboard to branches, or even just a tent made out of filthy blankets and sticks. The major debris was pushed to one specific area in each territory, known as 'The Ruins.' Shelters lined along the pathways, some close to eachother, some distant. Nearby markets traded whatever objects were found, the higher the value of the object, the more money or food the government gave.

The States of Parremod were no longer 'United'. The word was abandoned years ago, when the government had failed them, stubborn enough to think that they would conclude the war in victory. Realizing how horrid their country had become, they finally surrendered after the ongoing thirty-six years of killing and destroying. As a result, the government's own ground became nothing but a barren wasteland. The States were no longer 'states' due to the fact that the land was the same everywhere: rubble and dirt. There was no significant importance in one area than another, making the 'states' no different than each other, so they the split the land off in territories. Therefore, the United States of Parremod became the abandoned land of Parremod, a place of doom, a place without hope.