#2: The City
In every City, there's always one place for all the inhabitants to just lay down, get drunk and party. The Bar for Nikkists and Avantists were called NAPC, or known as the 'Nikkist Avantist Party Centre'.
"If you don't get drunk at a party, you can't be at the NAPC!" Exclaimed Vitruvis, holding onto the table.
"Look, I don't drink. I'm a warrior for Avantists, not a booze carrier. If you Nikkists enjoy partying and drinking, that's fine, but as an Avantist, by rule, we don't drink." Said Gratiscus. The party went on, the DJ rotated the spin wheels and kept moving all the dials. The Music got louder and the Bass had suddenly been turned up, up to the point that you could feel the beats in your shoes.
The lord of Nikkism, Nik, just arrived to the party. He exited the 'Nik 6000', his personal Limousine. He is often described as a man who incorported Capitalism into Religion. With that in mind, he had quite a lot of money and could afford such lavish things like a Limousine and he even has a private jet.
"I see that you have quite a wild party here, Vitruvis." Said Nik, surprised.
"I did indeed arrange this party. It's always nice to have a place to wear down, especially after a training exercise."
Said Vitruvis, filling his face with joy.















