As black clouds engulfed the skies, the entire lower world appears to be shrouded in darkness. Even though it had been three days, the rain was still pouring heavily.
The entire lower world erupted in chaos, and many cities and towns drowned as a result of flooding, killing many mortals.
No one understood the reason for the heavens' wrath.
Andy stood in front of his room, his brow furrowed and his gaze fixed on the dark sky.
Even he underestimated the heavens' grief for a useless man.
But when he looked up at that sky, a wave of nostalgia washed over him.
It was as if he has experienced this rain before.
As he gazed at the dark sky, his heart thumped, and the scene in front of him changed and he found himself in the middle of the forest.
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