Earth...4627 A.D...It's becoming a wasteland...No trees, and if, very limited...the U.S. have become crazy with power and netocracy...They patrol earth, with they're good supply of oxygen...I need that precious oxygen!!!Population on earth?? 29,154 people. More than half are crazy politicians and U.S. rulers. For us? Us innocent Americans are being pushed back. We in this smelly dank cave, only a few hundred people. We have not enough food and water, atleast this precious tree is saving us...If it wasn't for Damien Goodman in 4261 A.D., we would be having plenty of oxygen, plenty of food, water, and none of this...My lucky coin, my only true friend...And my companion Gordon, my only happiness...
Name: --------- Food:100/100 Water:100/100 Hunger:100/100 Health:100/100 --------- TreeName of your tree) Growth:1/150 Oxygen:2 Powers:None ---------- Inventory: Weapon:
"Oh of course, troll essence can be found from the trolls of Troll Mine, where the magic trolls are mining for all sorts of materials. The mines are in the cave over there." He points to a big hole in front of you.
"Well of course it has its risks, but not as dangerous as YOU think, these trolls wont be as hard as you think, and the mining is really easy. Its not dark down there, the whole mining area is actually got metal plates around, with bright LED lights keeping the place lightened up. The trolls are only three quarters the size of you, but much broader and muscular shoulders, and they only have bionic pick axe arms."
