Day 81 - Under side
"So...have we finally all gathered here?"
"Can't believe we're trying this again."
"It's been years since we last attempted something like this..."
"But this time, we actually have a fighting chance."
"We thought that last time...but this time feels...different."
Over the span of months, weeks, and days, Lyona and her allies had been busy with the dozen or so factions that existed amongst the slaves of the mines.
Despite all of them suffering under the oppressive boot heel of the kaijin, the nature of mortals to form tribes is something so primal that it will occur even if they all share a common goal and a shared source of pain.
Once upon a time, though, that wasn't the case.
Years ago, the mine was less factionalized, allowing the rise of a more united rebellion in the face of the Kaijin Lord.
These rebels were led by a band of brothers who reminded them what freedom looked like, what the sky looked like.
