Prologue

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...This...

This is...

What is this feel? My head hurts. All I can see is black.

My eyes... i can't open them out.

My body's paralized. It can't move for an inch.

A bit of chilliness strike the back of my spine, constantly.

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A...dam!

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...Huh?
I swear i did hear someone.

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...At this time, my eyes open suddently.

A blurry vision blocks my point of view. Hearing the wind howls in every direction, my body shivers for a while.

...I can see something again...

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...Where am I?...

...My body reacted immediately to the freezing tempreture behind my back.

I can bearly stand up. For this time, holding two hand behind my back, i push into the ground to create an opposite force, lift my body up in the process.
The ground was so slippery, I almost tripped myself. Standing in my feet independently now, i take a look. Turn out i was lying on a frozen lake!

I cleared my retina covered with snowy powder, and take a look around.

I have no idea where i am right now.

And i can't remember anything happened to me. What am I doing in this place?

On the downside, i don't even know who I was. This is too confusing, how can I forgot my own name?

Considering I lost my memories, maybe because of the coma i had earlier. I have to retain it somehow.

Hell, i guess that's considered to be lucky that I haven't forgot how to speak, or how to breath at all.

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From the looks of it, there's nothing but pine trees around me covered with snow. Slowly but surely, i can see something in the distance. However, due to the snowstorm hovering above my head, the object is nothing but a small, blurry dot.

But something caught my attention.

It was a remarkable briefcase laying in the ground near me. Pure black and big, also covered with snow.

Without hesitation, i came near to take a glance...

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