Panic surged through Nadia as she grabbed her binoculars and looked at the sky. There, in the distance, a horrifying spectacle unfolded—two monstrous tornadoes, mirror images of destruction spinning with opposing rotations. Like ravenous beasts, they ripped through the landscape, uprooting trees, pulverizing buildings into dust, and tossing cars about like mere playthings. Even the deluge of floodwater wasn't spared, sucked relentlessly into their swirling vortex. Jasmine gasped and instinctively covered her mouth. The two tornadoes, their high-speed winds resembling a million razor-sharp teeth, converged in a violent collision. They sliced and devoured a towering skyscraper with brutal efficiency. Within seconds, the thirty-story giant vanished, consumed without a trace. The merged tornado continued its rampage, like a child throwing a fierce tantrum without considering the consequences. Nadia had never witnessed a double tornado in her life until now. Its destructive power dwarfed that of a regular tornado, but thankfully, its reign of terror was short-lived. However, even those fleeting minutes were enough to reduce a city to rubble. Nadia's eyes were glued to the empty space where the skyscraper once stood. In her past life, there was no record of a double tornado, and the very skyscraper that now lay in ruin stood tall. She remembered seeking shelter from the biting cold within its walls, only to find it ransacked by scavengers, leaving behind a scene of utter chaos. But now, it was gone. After being reborn, Nadia was confident because she had supplies in the domain and foresight regarding natural disasters, but now, things had changed. As the monstrous tornado faded from sight, Jasmine, usually bursting with optimism and cheer, found herself struggling to breathe. Her cold hand grasped Nadia's tightly. "Nadia, is this even a typhoon anymore?" This world felt utterly foreign, a desolate wasteland far removed from the bustling metropolis they once knew. Was there any hope of returning to that former prosperity? The twin tornado's fury wasn't limited to the skyscraper. It had also destroyed a swathe of nearby land encompassing both commercial and residential buildings, the heart of the city's densely populated area. Did anyone in those buildings survive this onslaught? Levi, his face etched with grim seriousness, spoke in a voice thick with emotion. "The name of this typhoon… it's fitting, wouldn't you say? As if it's intent on tearing this city apart, piece by piece." He wrapped his arms around Jasmine, seeking solace in her presence. "Don't be afraid," he murmured, resting his head on her shoulder. "We were fortunate this time. But what if next time, we aren't so lucky? The true horror might unfold without us even realizing it." Levi's upbringing in a harsh environment had instilled in him a somewhat pessimistic outlook. This very negativity, perhaps, was what had drawn him to Jasmine in the first place. He could be battered and bruised in sparring sessions, yet his smile would remain ever-present. Meanwhile, she was a sunflower, a constant source of warmth and sunshine. But the sunshine had dimmed. Levi's heart ached seeing that. Tornadoes had become a frequent occurrence, and this wasn't the first time they had witnessed one. Jasmine clung to her boyfriend. "If we're unlucky enough to be caught in its path, would you… would you be willing to die with me?" "It wouldn't be a matter of choice, love. At least we'd face it together." Nadia, forced to endure yet another public display of affection, grimaced internally. What did she ever do to deserve this? Natural disasters were terrifying enough; witnessing such displays of love was simply unbearable. Jasmine knew how to box, and she was ripped. Her waist was even thicker than Levi's, and her thighs possessed a strength that rivaled his, so the sight in front of Nadia was jarring. It was such an eyesore. Just as she was about to remind the lovebirds to take their PDA elsewhere, a bloodcurdling scream from the building across the street pierced the air. Nadia, perched on the highest floor, craned her neck to see a woman standing precariously on the rooftop. In her arms, she clutched two children. One was a toddler of four or five, the other an infant swaddled close to her chest. The woman's hair fluttered in the wind as she cried in despair, "You're a heartless b*stard! Even in death, I'll never forgive you!" The older child, tears streaming down his face, wailed uncontrollably. The rain pummeled them mercilessly, blurring their vision. He clung desperately to his mother, trying to pull her back. "Mommy… Mommy… I'm scared…" Jasmine was shocked to see the scene. "Is she… is she planning to jump? She still has children!" she gasped. Throwing open the emergency window, she leaned out, her voice battling the wind and rain. "Hey! Please, wait! The storm will pass! You have those children to think about. Please don't do this! If not for yourself, then for them! Don't be so selfish!" But her pleas were drowned out by the storm. Many people from neighboring buildings had spotted her as well. They pleaded with her not to jump, hoping that the woman would change her mind. Ignoring their pleas, the woman, her face contorted with a mixture of grief and rage, grabbed the older child and leaped from the rooftop. A frantic scramble ensued as some attempted to reach the rooftop, but it was too late. They could only watch as the mother and her two children plummeted toward the unforgiving ground. A sickening thud echoed as their bodies hit the water below. "Mommy… help…" The older child, struggling to stay afloat. Levi covered Jasmine's eyes with his hands, not wanting her to see the horrifying sight. The tornado, a force of unimaginable destruction, had claimed countless lives in a matter of moments. But the raw, unbridled despair of the woman's suicide painted a picture of devastation far more profound. Jasmine couldn't wrap her mind around it. It was just a typhoon, so why couldn't they survive it? Even if the woman had chosen to end her own life, what right did she have to take her child's life with her? The water settled, and it seemed a typhoon would come again. Levi closed the window and ushered a stunned Jasmine back to the living room. Nadia, however, remained unfazed. In her past life, she had witnessed how cruel people were the longer they were in the apocalypse. Not everyone possessed the strength to endure such horrors. "I knew her," Levi admitted. Despite the gold-digger facade, having grown up in an orphanage, he had encountered all walks of life, fostering a resilience Jasmine lacked. "Her husband had a mistress, a woman who secretly bore him a child. He used their life savings to buy a house and a car for the woman…" Just before the typhoon hit, Levi had overheard whispers from the neighbors. Abandoned and left with nothing, the woman had chosen a desperate path, taking her children with her. Besides cheating on her, her husband didn't even come back when the typhoon hit. Even he and Jasmine were exhausted, not to mention a woman raising two children alone. On top of the natural disasters, she also had to deal with the ugly side of human nature. She jumped because there was really no way for her to survive. She couldn't bear to let her children stay in the world and suffer either. To her, this was the only way to feel relieved. Levi's voice, laced with despair, echoed in the room. "Will these disasters ever end?" he asked, a question directed not only at Nadia but also at himself. Dejected by the two calamities they had witnessed, Levi and Jasmine returned to their house. Nadia closed the door and listened to some soothing music. After feeling better, she set about preparing a meal. She made a comforting spread of stewed beef, braised chicken, and stir-fried lettuce. She chose a light-hearted comedy to watch while eating, hoping to find a spark of laughter amidst the gloom. ...The typhoon continued its relentless assault, the sky shrouded in an oppressive darkness that stretched on even as dawn approached. Lily would knock on her door every day. What was 1801 teaching her? Her visiting hours were getting consistent recently—after lunchtime. "Nadia, can I see Snowball and Gray?" she chirped, a wide smile lighting up her face as she offered Nadia some eggs. She was wearing a bun today. The sight of the child's innocent smile, bright and hopeful like a constellation in the inky sky, lifted a corner of Nadia's heart. Lily loved the rabbits; she often spent time on the balcony with them. She had even named the two furry creatures. The rabbits were kept clean within their enclosed glass haven and the cardboards on the floor. Nadia brought the rabbits to the sofa for Lily to play with. "Snowball is expecting, so be gentle with her, alright?" Lily's eyes widened in excitement. "Is she going to have babies?"Nadia confirmed her suspicion, and Lily responded by wrapping her arms around Snowball in a tight hug, a giggle escaping her lips. "Can I take care of the babies?" she pleaded. Rabbits were renowned for their prolific breeding, sometimes producing litters exceeding ten. Nadia wasn't sure if she could afford to care for them all. "If your brother agrees, I could give you one." The mere mention of needing her brother's approval caused Lily's expression to fall, a flicker of disappointment clouding her previously radiant face. Her attire spoke volumes about 1801's meticulous care. She seemed to have new clothes regularly. Despite the outward display of care, however, Lily seemed to harbor a certain fear of him. His demeanor, cold and distant, could be quite intimidating, especially for a child. Nadia's casual glance at Lily turned into a moment of horrifying realization. Marring Lily's soft skin were angry, dark bruises. But the horror didn't stop there. As she looked closer, Nadia saw similar marks marring Lily's legs, her waist, and even her forehead."Lily, how did you get those bruises?" Lily, her head bowed as she continued petting the rabbit, said softly, "My brother."