Crossing the city gate, what appeared before Richie was a series of towering, conical stalagmites.
Alright, this city is not only a hell for those with trypophobia but also a hell for those with OCD.
These natural stalagmites are densely packed, hollowed out from the middle, and transformed into towering buildings. At the same time, the outer walls are covered with various small, gray clay-constructed houses. It's like they are hung up there. The key is that none of these houses are symmetrical, all tilting as if they're about to collapse at any moment.
It feels like... there's no such thing as a straight line in this place.
Compared to outside the city, the streets inside share the same structure, yet they seem to have suddenly become much narrower and more crowded.
Perhaps it's related to the increase in "pedestrians" and stalls.
The key is, the feeling inside the city is much more oppressive compared to outside.
