On the Crimson Dunes, merchants, store owners, and many others were human awakeners who had given up on their pursuit of ascending to the third floor. They had taken the second floor as their new home.
Many had even started families.
This had become normal for many awakeners who could no longer pursue their goal. Some even felt it was impossible to pass the trials. Many were scared of the horror of ruins.
Many had their firm hearts shaken when they saw the brutality of the second floor and how little human lives meant.
Why fight?
Why struggle?
Why could they not have a normal life like many other people?
Why must it be them?
Why must they be the people to pay the price?
Why must they be the ones who had to save their world?
With many unanswered questions, many gave up, enjoying the little comfort the second floor had to offer them. To them, that was better than losing their lives in some unknown ruin.
