Humanity is Extinct.
Ruins of human civilization lay as the bedrock of a new world order governed by animals of all shapes and sizes.
Biological warfare and radiation during World War 4 have had surprising effects on the creatures of the world. Some for the better. Some for the worse. Raccoons scour the countryside for motorbike parts. Squirrels have taken to the sky aboard flying ships. Danger lurks around every corner.
A large population of mice, small as they are, has migrated to the city of Verden. There, they created a thriving society protected by a magic-casting, sword-wielding team of intrepid soldiers, adventurers and explorers—the Longtails.
This is their story.
The Not So Special Mouse
Del Hatherhorne was anything but a hero. In fact, he was the epitome of a nobody as far as mice were concerned. His short, coarse fur was the color of brown commonly referred to as mouse-brown. Typical. His whiskers were of perfectly average length. Forgettable. His tail was not too long—nor too short, and his belly was rounded in a way that suggested he didn’t get much exercise but also didn’t gorge himself on treats. Ordinary. Even his age was average. He was six seasons old, making him no longer a youthful mouse, but also not elderly. But it wasn’t just an amalgamation of his height, weight, age or appearance which made Del so unfathomably unmentionable.
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