Under the moonlit sky, the city appeared to be in its usual hustle and bustle. The streets were alive with the lively presence of couples strolling hand in hand, cars and bikes traversing the roads, and throngs of people making their way back after attending the electrifying 'RockStar Raphael' concert. The vibrant energy of the night enveloped the atmosphere as the city continued to pulse with life and excitement.
And in the innocent night, up in the sky, a youngster was dropped out of a black portal and he was left falling to his death, with nothing to grapple upon.
"FUCK!!!!" screamed the youngster named Yohan Karvakarn, AKA The uncrowned king—
"FUCKING SHUT IT FOR A WHILE, AUTHOR!" he cursed against the author's narration, so the author just minds his business and continues the story.
