...Ryo walked in the middle of a celebration in the field, everyone he saw was cheering with joy because the royal family was celebrating a wedding. Small children ran around, and adults danced to the beat of the music. But everything changed in an instant. The clear sky turned pitch black, then all fell silent. Everyone around Ryo grabbed their heads frantically. The ground was lifted into the air, the mountains seemed to be uprooted. A ray of light shone down, far brighter than any star he knew.
Before he knew it, it was all gone...
Ryo woke up from a bad dream. His gaze looked at the alarm clock and it was just past midnight.
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead and across his back that it drenched the blankets.
His breathing was ragged, and his heart was racing so hard he heard his own heartbeat and the blood that pulsated through the veins in his neck.
"Hah… hah… What kind of dream was that?" Ryo muttered as he calmed himself down.