Deep in the universe, there was a place.
It was on a broken cliff too.
It was dark fog down below the cliff. It was too casual to call it dark. It was darker than the darkness.
Two shadows were concentrated in fishing on the cliff.
One person was suddenly shocked. He looked unbelieving while staring at the fishing pole which was covered by rolling dark fog. "What? My fruit is gone too."
The other nodded. "Just like mine, right?"
"Yes." The first said, "Somebody cut the soul connection and took the fruits. It was so smooth. Impressive!"
The other shadow stayed silent for a while and then said, "This is not normal. It happened twice today. We didn't loose alert, did we? Yet the fruits were gone again… It seems quite different this time, unlike the previous ones… Did they happen to know how to cut the soul connection down there?"
