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Crowded.

The place is filled with people.

Countless people, body layed and splattered with generous amounts of blood everywhere. Their head disfigured from the explosion.

...ah, they can no longer be called just 'people', can they? They're corpses now.

Long hair with a very punk and oddly attractive red color... something that wasn't unusual, but wasn't the norm either.

The cold wind blows and hits his pale skin, sending chills down his complexion. His redish brown eyes squinted as he had a stoic look on his face.

He is barely frowning as he stares intimidatingly towards the officer.  

The calm and cold attentive eyes that would make people hesitate, cold and dominant air made them choke of air and feel scared. Yet he stands there with a face slowly contorting to a frown.

He could smell the scent of iron everywhere around.

He ignored the dead corpses and made his way towards the officer, his eyes condescending for the officer.

Fearing for his life, the officer bowed his head deeper as he sweated like crazy. The officer guy can't believe what he has seen or what happened. Yet it was true.

The world had ended.

Apocalypse.

An apocalypse happened.
  
Corpses.

-the familiar body of his colleagues lay dead on the ground with their head missing and absurdly deformed from the explosion.

He is so scared.

He killed.

His colleges.

They died.

He killed his colleagues.

He is such a fucking mess.

And yet.

'This person-!'

The red-haired person, with unusual and rich clothing.

The one standing and watching the officer every movement.

'They just- appeared!'

After the dokkaebi, that cursed creature-, dissappear to apparently "check on something" This fucking person.

They just appeared out of the thin air.

And landed, here, in this fucking company ground.

Mino Soft.¹

A company where many of them survived, including himself, but do they really want, to be able to stay alive ..in this kind of condition?

He also wonders.

But right now.

Flinch! 

The officer can't help but shake from the pressure of the air.

What the fuck is this person? Suddenly, a pressure he can't describe seems to emanate from this person. That same aura is telling him to stay put.

The red-haired person seemed surreal and felt unreal.

The officer can't help but remember what the person looked like.

Before he bowed his head and became so scared, when he was just done killing his colleague, he saw them. Clearly, eye-to-eye.

A person with a young adult complexion and a very handsome.. beautiful? ....ethereal. They are ethereal and charming. A face that reminded him of great figures of the history, maybe it's just the air and the feelings around them.

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