In a hidden corner of Imphal, far from the glimmering streets of the developed city, there lay a shantytown teetering on the edge of collapse. Just a few years ago, businessmen had taken an interest in this area, and a new sign was installed:0

—Slated for Redevelopment0

The once-forgotten part of the city had now become valuable, its redevelopment planned to mirror the vibrant, prosperous streets nearby.0

However, the poor residents would soon find themselves homeless, cast out to live on the streets. Naturally, those who had called this place home protested. However, they were swiftly driven out—whether by means of persuasion or threat—by the government and the businessmen.0

This had all begun only three years ago. Only the final stage of development remained, but not even the most seasoned businessmen could have foreseen the global disaster that would become the Great Cataclysm.0

Imphal had turned into a field-type dungeon overnight. The grand designs of the project’s investors were now thoroughly delayed.0

However, these businessmen were not ones to sit idly by. The dungeon was so vast that...0