Prologue

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     ×Drink plop when will it stop×

"Hey hey gha you cutie how about you come to my house and we -" The  drunk Male was interpreted by a sudden punch to his gut making him fall down from the pain .

He eyes looked up to the figure as he growled.  The figure just stood in front of him . Staring at his body with its dull pupils.

The figure walked off which made the Male pissed he was getting what he wanted no matter what . He stood up running to the figure trying to grab it just for it hands to fade away .

The Male eyes widened in utter shock.  As the figure stood behind him snapping his neck . Walking off not leaving a single trance .

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