It started raining outside.
This rain came so suddenly, without any warning, without any drop in temperature or rise in wind. Waking up overnight, the window was already framed by pattering raindrops. Water droplets slid down the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving semi-transparent trails. Petals were swept off by the wind, drifting down in the fine rain only to be soaked through and beaten apart.
Suddenly, a sound came from the sky—
"Rumble..."
The first thunderclap of spring, lingering and powerful, sounded as if the gods in the heavens had overturned a cabinet, tumbling all sorts of things down onto the ground.
Only two men stood inside the empty room.
Both of them were men.
They looked as if they had just arrived here, still figuring out their situation. Staring around in bewilderment, they saw the rain outside the window, not knowing when it had started or when it would end.
This room was truly very strange; its ceiling and moldings were clearly luxurious, yet the entire room was completely empty with nothing in it, not even a single chair. There were only three pristine white walls and one floor-to-ceiling window, making it look like a warehouse, though a warehouse would definitely never have something like a floor-to-ceiling window.
Finally, separated by about five meters, the two men turned their heads and looked at each other, their eyes carrying scrutiny.
One wore a black uniform with sharp facial features. He stood around one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, and while his physique did not show obvious bulk, he was not frail either. The most striking thing about him was his eyes; when out of focus, they always gave off an icy and indifferent feeling, but the moment he stared at you, you would feel that he could suddenly leap up and tear