It was late at night, and the streets were deserted. Only the rows of Magic Energy Street Lamps flickered forlornly by the roadside.
He had just left the Alchemy Department and was making his way to the apothecary. His professor and classmates had all insisted he stay the night to watch the next day's competition, but something had been nagging at him, so he firmly refused their kind offer.
Five States City had a unique charm at night. Walking alone beneath the moonlight, he felt a growing sense of melancholy.
'I wonder if my family on Earth is doing okay?'
Gazing up at the bright moon, Feng Hao's mind began to wander. The memories from before he'd crossed over were still vivid in his mind. He'd never had the chance to confirm whether the apocalyptic scenes from the game were real or not before he was inexplicably transported here.
The Ancient Cang Realm had two moons: one with a cold hue, and one with a warm hue. They were known as the Yin Yang Double Moon.
