Kai's eyes swept across the endless platform, taking in the diversity of survivors gathered here. The outfits alone told him stories of their backgrounds, their struggles, and the paths they had taken within the Versailles Continent.
Most wore the standard Survivor Gear provided by the System… They were sturdy vests, reinforced cargo pants, and boots designed for utility rather than style.
It was the uniform of practicality…
Still, others looked far rougher. Some wore dirty mechanic's clothes, grease‑stained jackets, and patched trousers.
They even carried tool belts instead of weapons, their survival was clearly tied to machines and scavenged technology…
Then there were those in combat gear. They wore leather armor strengthened with shoulder guards, bracers, and layered padding.
Their outfits were mismatched, probably scavenged from different battles, but functional. These survivors looked like mercenaries in Kai's eyes.
