[In the train cockpit]—a day later...
"Hmm, we are almost here."
While running at maximum speed, the train pilot who controls everyone's life is happily humming around, drinking a sip of coffee as he watches his favorite movie on his side.
"This job is hella good," he remarked with a smirking smile, taking another sip.
In front of him is a giant radar, and below it is a captain's controller. Above him is where he watched.
His life as a train driver might be one of the best. However, his life would take a sudden turn because of some stupid prank.
Because just outside the cockpit, three dumb kids decided to pull a prank on the stewardess with borax liquid that straight up fucking dissolved the special alloy that connected the head tracks to the rest of its body.
Resulting in its head running off, leaving half of its body in the middle of the sector quatorze.
Which is known to be the home of hundreds of bandits, thousands of thieves, and countless acts of annihilation.
