PROLOGUE

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"London bridge is broken down"

"Broken down, broken down"

"London bridge is broken down"

"My fair lady..."

The figure turned his head away from the corpse of the Viscountess and walked towards the Viscount who was tied up in a chair with his eyes downcast as he stared emptily at his wife's dead body which was covered with lots of blood from her torture just now.

"Monster...!" He choked as he fell onto the ground along with the chair, landing right next to his wife whose eyes were wide opened.

Unsympathetic, the murderer chuckled in glee.

"Your wife...she was so beautiful before death! Thank you my lord, for giving me this opportunity to witness this moment. Her scream was really sonorous!" He exclaimed, raising his knife into the air before with one swift motion, ending the man's life instantly.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow..." He chirped before placing some documents beside the couple, evidence that prove the viscount's corruption and the viscountess' adulterous affairs. When all was done, the figure sauntered out of the room as if nothing happened. He then looked up into the air and realised that the sun was rising.

"Iron bars will bend and break"

"Bend and break, bend and break"

"Iron bars will bend and break..."

"My fair lady..."

He continued humming with a smile as if he was in a trance. It was all hidden by his phantom mask and blood red steampunk top hat as he disappeared into the shadows of London.

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