The portal stood there in ominous silence, its surface shimmering faintly like a mirage caught between worlds.
It was not just a gateway; it was a threshold to something beyond the mundane, a beacon of hidden power cloaked in mystery.
"You're ready to sign the contract already? Surely you'd want to inspect the premises one more time?" The real estate agent's voice was polite, yet tinged with disbelief.
Gin, a man whose presence exuded calm determination, shook his head.
"I checked it out briefly yesterday," he replied, his tone steady.
"Are you absolutely sure?" the agent pressed, skepticism still etched into his expression.
This property had remained unleased for months, its rent unusually high.
No one had dared claim it—until now. The agent had even considered advising the owner to lower the rent.
Yet here stood this enigmatic figure, ready to sign not just for one space, but for both twin units on the second floor.