To earn those two lousy bucks,
he was still working overtime in the pouring rain.
His resentment was so intense it could have nourished ten Evil Sword Immortals.
On his way home from work,
lightning seemed to have eyes,
striking right beside him again and again.
I dodged and wailed,
"All I did was slack off a little and complain a bit. I haven't done anything to deserve this! Why are you striking me?"
But I still couldn't escape getting hit by lightning.
When I opened my eyes again,
the world I knew had vanished without a trace.
Before me lay a place of ruin and decay beneath a dark sky.
