This is the world of Regret, a name with no meaning.

Upon this world is the Sidoan Empire in the Southern Hemisphere. It is a centralization of power and wealth of many nations, maintained beneath bureaucracy and sovereignty. But such is the seed of many advancements of technology, its stifling red-tape to maintain its structure from crumbling drives some citizens out into the wilds.

This story centers around three such people, who have found refuge from the prejudices and the trauma of the cities through the foliage. These woods, however, house a great many strange and dangerous things the cites are unaware of and do not dwell upon. Some of these strange and dangerous things, if left unchecked, could cover the surrounding lands at the alarming pace of a an entangling weed.

…These guys straight up trip over it.

Vines of Rust