Cerebella had just finished her act in the Cirque de Cartes when it hit. A few people fled, many were killed. Civilians, performers, animals, and the ring master were never found. Yet she escaped, as did her roommate, Feng.

Then they saw them.

Flagships bearing a very distinctive symbol flew overhead. The Order* had attacked neutral territory. The Peacemakers** will not be happy about this. But Cerebella wasn't happy either. "You bastards! How DARE you destroy the Cirque de Cartes!?" She shouted, fleeing the scene, as she didn't want either of them to get hurt.

It has been a week since the orbital striking of the Cirque de Cartes. Cerebella lost Feng in a different area, so she stopped here, at a safe place called the World Gate. The room was completely white, there were weapon, armor, and food shops in said area. However, the strangest part were the gates. Arches coming from the ground by the thousands, each leading to a different part of the world. Of course, you could walk or travel normally between worlds, but the more Cerebella thought of it, the more she realized that hoofing it through a supercontinent would not be fun at all. So here she stayed, now back in her usual, cheery demeanor, looking for anyone she knew, or anyone for that matter. This place was barren. No life except for Cerebella in the entire World Gate, except for the shopkeepers.

*(Order= one of the two factions, has superior technology but is fewer in numbers)
**(Peacekeepers= freelance group of peace-bringing mercenaries)