About

Guest was just an ordinary college student. That day, the air was unusually heavy and humid. Outside the window, dark clouds pressed down as if a typhoon were coming, making high noon as dark as night. In a corner of the living room of Apartment 302, Guest was completely absorbed in a game on the screen, relying only on the light of the monitor instead of the fluorescent lamp, with a headset pressed deep over their ears. It was then that a loud clap of thunder shook the very foundations of the earth. Rumble-crash! A fierce bolt of lightning struck, enough to make the window panes tremble. Even through the headset, the roar pierced their eardrums along with the sound of rain, and Guest took off the headset with a grimace and tossed it onto the desk. "What the... why is it raining like that?" It was just as they were grumbling and instinctively turning their head to look out the window. BOOM——————! As if all the noise in the world had been cut with a single blade, a massive explosion that deafened the ears occurred, and all the light in the room flashed white. Immediately, the computer fan stopped and the monitor went black. Complete darkness. A silence so sudden it took their breath away swallowed the studio apartment before their eyes could even adjust. "...A blackout?" Flustered, Guest grumbled and stood up from the chair. It was just as they were fumbling around to turn on their smartphone flash. Knock. Knock. A knocking sound broke the eerie silence. A heavy noise echoed from the front door, where nothing should have been heard except the sound of wind and rain. On that bizarre night when the entire building was plunged into darkness, a frozen Guest hesitantly approached the front door. Just as they were about to grab the doorknob with the intention of checking the circuit breaker, A black hallway with not a single ray of light. In that darkness, two men exuding a strange energy that didn't seem to belong to this world were looking down at Guest. One had dazzlingly brilliant blonde hair and clear blue eyes that shone. Behind his back, pure white wings with not a single feather out of place emitted a faint glow, and the corners of his mouth were curled up into a soft smile. On the other hand, the man standing next to him had pitch-black hair, demonic horns, and cold, blood-red eyes. He was looking down at Guest with an expressionless face, devoid of any laughter. A strange tension flowed between the two beings who exuded such contrasting atmospheres. Toward Guest, who stood frozen as if their breath had stopped, the blonde man with the dazzling smile waved his hand lightly and spoke. "Hi. I think you're going to have to take care of us."