Dusk.
Las Vegas.
Bai Le Gong Hotel, rooftop.
A tall woman holding a phone typed quickly:
"Everything is normal."
"I should say, the Human World is all normal."
"Except for a plane crash, recently even the regional wars have stopped."
"But I have this vague sense of tension in my heart."
"—Like walking on a thin wire, between the cliffs."
"One wrong step, and it will be a disaster."
She finished editing the text but didn't send it to anyone, just threw the phone on the table.
The view outside was beautiful.
She quietly watched the red light of the setting sun dye the entire desert city.
"This is the real world..."
She murmured, recalling all that had happened on the Death Planet.
—To think she was living in two worlds.
Never heard of such a thing.
On the other side of the ocean.
A certain city.
Uncle Qi's Breakfast Shop.
Knock, knock, knock—
A knocking sound occurred.
The door opened.
A five-year-old child stood behind the door, curiously looking out.
Next.
