"This was where I found the cannibals."

No matter how hard Damien thought about this, it didn't make any sense to him. He was trying so hard to recall the last time that he visited the island. The last time he was here was when he was with Ari.

How many months has it been that he was gone from this island to bring such a drastic and mouth-watering change?

If Vegas was a country founded on the concept of magical realism, he wouldn't have had to worry much. If Vegas had the spiritual roots like the Nether realm where places could be transformed in the blink of an eye. Where virtual locations could be created and made to replace the old scenes.

If those were the cases, Damien wouldn't have been this alarmed. He wasn't only shocked by these changes. He was crushed by awe.

He couldn't see through the window of the car. The glasses were tinted. He didn't make a fuss about it.

Not long after, the car came to a stop. The young man stepped out to get the door for him. The young man was different from the driver.

The man got the