For most people, this had originally been nothing more than an ordinary day.
The weather was clear and pleasant, and pedestrians hurried along the streets. Some were busy heading to work, others were on their way to dates. No one could have imagined that this day would be forever recorded in human history.
Dark clouds suddenly blotted out the sky, sealing the sun and blue heavens behind thick layers of cloud. Lightning flashed and thunder roared overhead, as though something were roaring in fury.
The next moment, darkness descended. In the form of cards.
Yes, cards. Utterly abrupt and perhaps unprecedented, as though dense raindrops were falling from the heavy clouds, countless dark-red droplets raining down in a torrent.
And every droplet seemed to be a card. Those cards appeared to possess a will of their own, naturally drawn toward wherever people were. Those targeted seemed to lose their souls, unconsciously reaching out and allowing the droplets wrapped around the cards to fall into their hands.
The next moment, those cards seemed to be absorbed into their bodies. Everyone who received a card froze instantly, their eyes quickly becoming vacant and their expressions dull.
Faint Red Glow shrouded them, giving the entire street an eerie atmosphere.
One handsome male passerby in a suit was struck by a card. His body stiffened at once, and his lifeless eyes stared blankly ahead, as though he did not know what he was thinking.
Beside him, a beautifully dressed and generously endowed Female Bodhisattva had been looking up at the sky in puzzlement, watching the wondrous sight of red raindrops falling everywhere. Noticing something strange about her male companion, she turned around and asked curiously, "What's wrong, Hideyoshi? Are you all right?"
With a concerned expression, she stepped forward and pressed her fair little