Laplace'S Story In Another World
Prologue

On a quiet night, the cold burst into every inch of the Earth's atmosphere. The wind brought calm. The lush foliage danced in the darkness, creating distinctive sounds alongside the waves of the baby.

A pair of black irises like a starless night opened slowly, displaying its dim light. The charming bead reflects a gray night sky with a starry moon as its decorating companion. Accompanied by black manes that flickered with the shivering blowing of the baby.

For a moment, the man enjoyed the atmosphere that enveloped him. Lying down with wet grass as a base is not a bad thing. The next second, the tiny body rose from the strong pull of the earth's gravity.

As far as the eye can see, only the waters are visible. There was no one, except a row of shady trees.

It took a few more seconds, for the man to fully awaken. Both his feet and half of his black, soaked robe had proven that this was not dreamland. He stood by the lake while enjoying all the peace that was served. He hoped that this was not an illusion.

Quite amazed and stifling, when the net caught something not far in front of. A silver metal collaborating with the reflection of moonlight successfully dazzled a pair of irises during the starless night.

It feels familiar but looks foreign. Confusion also hit. Steps are created, narrowing the distance with the blade. While ignoring the burden of armah—which somehow since when to coat part of his slender body—sang man touched the handle of the sword that stuck firmly there. Powders of light were born and danced around him. Creating a phenomenal amazing.

Closing the eyelids is the way the man enjoys the sensation given. Before long, the darkness took over again as the light died out.

Confusing carvings of ancient letters were the first thing the man caught on his iris.

While the two dazzling irises were staring deep into the coldness of the sky, his rancid lips said, "What really happened.?"

"What more surprise will you give me, Archbishop." He continued while continuing to look far towards the gray night sky.