At 8:45 PM, in Doomsday City, the Outer District, Saint Euro Area.
The downpour arrived swiftly.
It was as if a deity had pressed a switch in the darkness of the night, and torrential rain inundated the brightly lit city. The night hung low, like the closing curtain of a grand drama about to unfold.
The city lights formed a line, like hundreds of endlessly flowing radiant rivers of light. Among the houses on the streets, residents were laundering their clothes, and the scent of soap wafted from the window screens. There was even the sound of pots and pans being scrubbed clean. This was the place closest to everyday life.
——But the people surging like tidal waters from the underground shattered this tranquility. Stepping out from the sunless Underground City into this world of earthly fireworks, they ignited colorful fires across the city.
[Kill the impostor Executor—Acto!]
[Everyone wants the fake dead—kill him!!]
