Somewhere in World of Four Seasons, inside an attic of an ordinary three-floored building.
The attic had a large, circular window that showed the blue sky and an obscure-looking moon.
Currently, an old man with drool trailing down his chin was zooming in with a large telescope.
Then, he saw the scene. The appearance of another world, and twelve, inhuman-looking beauties flying around the moon.
He quickly wiped his drool and shouted, "I knew it!"
"Years ago when I saw her on the moon… I always knew I wasn't seeing things. This is world-changing!"
The old man quickly grabbed a more accurate telescope lens from a nearby desk and replaced it on the telescope. Then, he checked out the appearance of another world.
"We aren't alone in the universe… W-Wait, is that world disappearing?!" He could see how the world was slowly fading away.
"Q-Q-Quick, I have to take a picture!" He looked around the dusty, littered with boxes attic but couldn't see his two-hand camera anywhere!
"Fuck, it's downstairs!" Quickly, the old man opened the wooden hatch and rushed toward the living room.
Inside the living room, his children, wife, and grandchildren were talking joyfully with each other.
Before getting the camera, he didn't forget to gloat, "I was right! I was right!"
Everyone turned to look at the old man, who looked like he had drunk too much coffee and was running on overdrive.
Even his hair strands were slightly raised, making him look like a crazy scientist!
"Dad, what is going on? Is it the blood pressure again?" His daughter, a beautiful-looking middle-aged woman, came with her medical bag already ready.
"No!" The old man snapped at such stupid questions and said, "I saw people on the moon and another world appearing. I always knew that I didn't see things!"
His daughter looked worried, 'Oh no… His symptoms have grown more serious…'
Soon, his wife arrived next to him and held him worriedly, "M-Mathias…"
Every adult in the living room sighed and looked very distrusting, except the children who exclaimed.
After seeing that no one really believed him, Mathias stomped the ground and took the camera from a nearby shelf, "Fine, I will prove it, follow me!"
He rushed upstairs with greater speed than his short legs should have allowed.
"Dad, watch out!" His daughter worriedly called out, scared that he might fall down the stairs.
"Follow me!" Mathias' shout came from the second floor.
Everyone looked at each other, sighed, and followed with not much hurry.
Soon, Mathias was back in the attic and connected the telescope to a nearby square-shaped old TV that displayed an image of what the telescope showed.
He was about to take a picture, but then everyone arrived in the attic with a ruckus.
"Come look!" Mathias waved toward them, and everyone gathered around the TV.
Mathias grinned and was about to snap a picture. But then, he saw the scene on television.
It showed the moon as similar as ever, with no sign of any flying women or planets near it.
"W-W-What…"
His wife and daughter looked at each other with concern.
"M-Mathias…" His wife touched his shoulder and said, "M-Maybe it is time for you to go to retirement home…"
"WHAT?!" Mathias looked at her with mouth agape, "W-We just didn't make it in time. If I keep looking, I am sure I will be able to snap a picture or two!"
"I know a very homely-looking retirement home. We could visit there already tomorrow!"
"NO!"
…
In Snowstar, a snow-filled forest.
BANG!
Isaac held the Flintlock Pistol with his two hands and prepared for the recoil. This time, it wasn't as bad as he expected, and he managed to keep standing without any significant changes.
The bullet cut straight through a thick branch, causing it to fall down to the snow pile.
"Whew." Since he didn't have basically anything to do today. He went to the snow forest to train.
His accuracy, even in real-life, was almost scary.
He wiped the sweat and tossed the bag over his shoulder. Then, he was about to leave.
Swoosh!
Out of nowhere, the large boulder, with initials scribbled, shone brilliantly.
Soon, a transparent figure appeared. The back of his head seemed unrecognizable, and most of his body was covered in transparent-like clothing.
His finger was slowly grazing over the initials, and while doing so, more of his body was revealed. The hair strands turned from transparent color to have a hue of white.
"Who are you?!" Isaac shouted with his voice shaking. Suddenly, some guy appeared from nowhere, and he could have seen him holding the gun!
Isaac sneakily hid the gun behind his back, but he doubted it actually had any use!
"What… Year… Is it?" The figure asked. His voice was charming and calming.
"2020…" Isaac himself didn't know why he answered. But the voice made him feel like he could trust him. It was like something inside him trusted the person with all its being.
"Oh… What month?"
"November."
The figure stopped speaking and slowly turned around. His face finally appeared.
Isaac looked shocked, "Is that… Me?"
The figure had beautiful white hair, and the face was like a perfect sculpture that would make even Gods ashamed. His figure was tall, standing around 190cm, and his arms were crammed with explosive-looking muscles that were slightly hidden under his arms, but when they were released, the Demons would wail in anguish, and the sky would part.
Then, it was like the figure could sense the gun Isaac was holding.
"What is this… Why are you using that?"
Isaac slowly revealed the gun, and it was forcefully yanked from his hands.
It hovered above the figure's hand as he slowly crushed it with one finger.
"HEY! What the fuck!" Isaac was, of course, pissed.
"Where is the Silvernium?" He asked.
"What is that?" Isaac frowned and thought it sounded strange.
"A metal pipe that can change shapes?"
Isaac was shocked, "How do you know about that?"
"Why are you using toys and not it?" The figure threw the broken pieces of Flintlock pistol away.
"What even is that item?" Isaac asked, "Did you give me that?"
"I did… I gave it to you… So that you would learn to use it early…" The figure saw his body slowly disappearing.
Before truly gone, he babbled, "Learn to use, quick! It will be the source of your greatest strength; one day, you will use that weapon to wipe that fucking smirk off Asmodeus' face!"
