The Next Morning
A gentle breeze rustled the fabric of the tent as golden light filtered through the seams. Kaito slowly opened his eyes, the scent of warmth and sex still lingering in the air from the night before. Lyla lay beside him, her body curled against his, her skin glowing faintly in the morning light.
He sat up, brushing strands of hair from his face, and stepped out of the tent. The air outside was crisp, the sky clear… but something felt off.
Kaito narrowed his eyes.
Two suns blazed in the sky—one bright and golden, the other dimmer, tinged with red. And above that, not one, but two pale moons hung in the blue sky, faint yet clearly visible.
“…Huh?” he muttered, jaw tightening. “What the fuck…? Two suns… and two moons? What kind of twisted realm is this?”