A Late Morning.

For once, I had overslept.

The sun was already high in the sky, flooding the ground with its light. When I opened the window, the crisp winter air rushed into the laboratory.

‘Peaceful…’

That’s what I thought as I gazed out over the still, silent city below.

Even after an enormous eye had opened on the Moon—and even after I’d discovered its potential connection to Earth—the world still felt eerily calm.

“B-Big trouble!”

“Good morning, Aile. So? What’s the problem?”

“Rabbits! Rabbits everywhere!”

Hearing her say “rabbits,” I immediately assumed Leviathan had caused another incident. I headed …