*2000 years before the Millennial War, Unknown Zone, Forest in the future that will be called Yggdrasil*
The world that Diavolo Star Giovanna had known no longer existed. The ashes of the Third World War had finally settled, but what they left behind was an insult to all the laws of physics and biology he had studied in Italy.
The sky was no longer quite blue, and the air itself seemed to vibrate with an invisible frequency that gave it an almost painful clarity. Diavolo walked with a steady step, his leather boots sinking into a moss that was too bright a green to be natural.
Diavolo still wore a lab coat, now reinforced with leather straps and salvaged metal plates. His blond hair, once neatly cut, had become shoulder-length and wild, framing a face whose features had sharpened under the effect of radiation and deprivation. His eyes, a deep black, scanned the surroundings with analytical intensity, constantly seeking to quantify the irrational.
