Dystopia was destructed. But an end can also be a good start. Slowly but surely, Dystopia managed to recover. There are six towns but only one was left standing. Out of the blue, two stories were rapidly unwinding. Mysteries start to unfold. Yet as they say, things are left history. Welcome to the dark side, Dystopians!

Trusting the wild is not easy. First, you need to cross obstacles before facing the evil creatures. But what if the real evil is someone who looks like you and the ones you trust the most? Would trusting the wild can really be that hard? Can trusting a monster meant hating the real monster?