Riding the signature green bicycle meant for mailmen, Bandages cycled through the winding streets and alleys. Despite the high death counts on the outskirts of the island leading to fewer letters to deliver, he remained meticulously dedicated to his duties.0

There was only one letter left in his green mailbag, and he could head home after delivering it.0

Just then, a voice reached his ears…0

"Damn it! The sea level is actually rising. Those Divine Light Order bastards! If the Pope is in front of me right now, I'd shoot him myself!" 0

Bandages looked toward the source and saw a middle-aged man reading a newspaper on a nearby bench. He clearly picked out the annoyance in the man's voice earlier.0

With a squeak of his brakes, Bandage stopped in front of his final destination for the day. Before he could slide the last letter...0