A few years had passed since the war with Houkole, and the victory over it's forces. Onoma Okole had been subjugated as part of the Glacian Empire, and were quickly enforced under the rule of Mob. Slowly, more and more Glacian soldiers were transported into the city, looking over the civilians as they worked like dogs. Even Mob went to visit to laugh at their miserable state.

Suddenly though, things were about to take a turn for the worse. Due to the putrid conditions the citizens were forced into, local authorities reported an outbreak of a horrifying, deadly virus. It could replicate at an advanced rate, and fatal in 100% of it's victims (although, being in the medieval era, nobody knew what the fuck this shit meant). Panic swept the empire of this terrible disease, and after 3 days of public terror, Mob ordered the entire town to be cordoned from the outside world. Glacies would be saved. The citizens and soldiers inside Onoma Okole...no one wanted to think about what would happen to them. Even Mob seemed to remorse slightly, although that may have been from not being able to kill them with his own hands.

Many families prepared to see the result of the cordon. Would they be saved? Will this virus doom us all.

M: sorry for the shitty OC, on the one hand I felt like I had to get something out, and on the other I felt like shit and not in the mood to write. The next part will be better, I swear!