”What’s up, Imao?”
A word comes to DJ Van Paul’s ears through his headphone like breeze. It’s just three words with nothing else but magical power. Deep down his courageous heart, he knows the time has come. Not only for him, but also for all of the warriors, it’s too late to retreat. Defeat them, or being defeated.
”Hey boy, listen. It’s already 11 am, May 28, 2020, time to fight!”
DJ Van Paul spends all of his lifetime to be a audiophile that listened to countless Hi-End headphones and speakers, but he never heard such beautiful sound of nature.
“This is it, the perfect IF!” the sound echos in his mind.
A drop of tear running down his face, DJ open his eyes, and a warm feeling surges in his heart.
That man, the most handsome man in the galaxy, the most mysterious alien. He is smiling, smiling to him.