When the reckless young man poured purple liquid at the orc diplomats, the silver windbreaker carried the sweet fragrance of twilight grapes and smashed the copper and iron walls built by the dark blue military uniforms. The two most noble rivals in the entire galaxy are trapped in an isolation cabin with blaring alarms. One has a clone barcode printed on the back of his neck, and the other has a mecha competition ticket hidden in his sleeve.
Lechen's silver hair swept across the electronic circuit on Lin Sheng's military uniform: "Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, is escorting genetically modified people to create biological and chemical weapons for the Republic?"
Lin Sheng pressed the muzzle of his gun against the immortal chip between the Pope's collarbone: "It's not as good as your acting skills of using grape juice to fake miracles."
This accident, which was hyped as "the trigger of the second cosmic cold war" by Interstellar headlines, ended with the two sharing an anti-allergic spray - if you ignore the electronic keys they secretly exchanged and the silhouettes of military uniforms and trench coats overlapping at the dawn and dusk line recorded by 300 candid drones outside the window.
They don't know at this moment that this interstellar encounter that started with a lie will compile the 521st rebirth of the entire human civilization.
Concept: Beautiful love story