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Caw! caw!!
A black raven took a detour around the huge mansion of the high-end street, before landing itself in the quiet alley.
Swoosh!
Within a gush of wind, the black raven disappeared, as a black-haired figure took shape.
The individual has a curly hair and, the pupils behind his eyes were pure black. He was wearing a pointed hat along with an ancient black robe.
He walked deeply into the alley as he took out something from his pocket.
It was a crystal monocle.
Putting the lens on his right eye, a mirror-like object on his palm became visible.
Anyone could tell it's a unique item, based on the golds embedded within.
Playing with the mirror in his hand, the black-haired opened his mouth.
"Heh, look what I got."
It was unknown who he was talking to, in the narrow dark alley, however, that doesn't stop him from speaking.
"I don't know how to use it, but apparently, it's an item that allows you to talk with god— well, that's what's written in his mind."
Soon, a dark alley formed a human-shape shadow. The face wasn't visible, but, this newly arrived shadow is capable to speak.
"If you can't use it, why are you taking it then?"
The man with monocle chuckled, and adjusted the lens,
"You know me, don't you? I love stealing something that everyone has high value of, including their life and destiny, hehe. Plus, he's the only one who can use this item anyway, so as long as, it's not in his hand, we can delay him staying here a little longer, right?"
The curly-haired paused a bit, before continuing.
"Ahh.. right, for your information, it's a divine item— oh, well, it's similar to sealed artifacts in term of our world."
Listening to the speaker, the shadow briefed.
"I really can't understand you and your habit. It's no value if you can't use the item, so why bother telling me?"
"Ho? Are you trying to tell me that you don't like my line of work now? Hey— be honest, aren't you glad that I'm cooperating with you? Don't you want to keep stalling him in this world as much as I do, hmm?"
It took several minutes of silence before the shadow blurted out.
"Of course, I want to, but, why should I be glad?"
The piece of statement made the two conversers dumbfounded. They were speechless at each other, until the mysterious shadow added on.
"Don't think I don't know you're trying to use me, Amon."
Amon; that was the name of the other person.
The figure, called himself Amon, curled up his lip, waiting for the shadow to continue.
"Say, in the first place, why did you cooperate with someone as troublesome as me? Isn't that because I have something that you don't? But, of course, that doesn't mean I have to agree to whatever you do just because we're cooperating partners.
Even though, we have the same target, you shouldn't bother me with something unnecessary like this. I've recovered enough memories, I have to go into a long slumber, so don't call me out for something so trivial."
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