Rainer stood beneath the night sky, his eyes staring blankly into the darkness. The cold wind blew against his skin, but his thoughts were far more turbulent than the biting air. After two years of serving under Arkan, he was now beginning to question everything. If the destruction Arkan spoke of was real, what was he supposed to do?
Should he believe and act, or dismiss it as mere fantasy? Arkan was not one to boast, and that made it all the more difficult for Rainer to deny his words. But accepting that truth also meant accepting that this world was heading toward ruin. And worse, the people he cared about would perish along with it.
On one hand, he could stay in his comfort zone and assume this was all just a conspiracy theory. But his heart couldn't lie—something deep within him whispered that Arkan might be right. If disaster was truly on the horizon, then he had to be ready to face it. But was he strong enough to fight against something he didn't even fully understand?
