The weather forecast had never predicted rain—in fact, the coming days were supposed to be bone dry. Yet here it was, falling exactly as it had appeared in Sophia's dreams. Marcus swallowed hard, closing his eyes as a sharp ache pierced his chest. This world should have had such incredible potential. The people lived in peace and prosperity, with honest, simple values. Perhaps in another decade or two, it would have entered the digital age, living the same kind of life as Earth. But now everything was destroyed...
When he opened his eyes again, Marcus sighed deeply and continued mechanically polishing his silver pistol with trembling hands. Only this mindless motion could temporarily suppress the terror in his heart. The night had slipped away quietly, and the torrential rain had pounded
