*Title at the end of the chapter*

Gruff Island, Arora Continent.

Museum Entrance,

At early morning, 

Just looking at the entrance, everyone was dumbfounded, but what shook their brains to the cores were soldiers standing on top of the walls.

They couldn't see them, but the guns pointing at them, the moment their steps fell onto the range of the museum, told them everything.

Their movements, they were so precise, like they had done this million of times. How many guns were there? They couldn't even count them.

Fuck, they couldn't even see the end of the museum wall.

They thought Gruff Island was all about those ten buildings they were living in or those football, baseball, and basketball playground.

Maybe that beautiful beach they were longing to wander around.

But after they came here, they realized they were nothing but a frog in the well.

No, they weren't even frogs.