Chapter 1: Crash

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          One night in the district of Hyanobe, a usual cold night devoid of people and just a bunch of cars running around 10:00 of a friday

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          One night in the district of Hyanobe, a usual cold night devoid of people and just a bunch of cars running around 10:00 of a friday. A street infested by rats and trash due to iresponsible people. Posters of children missing can also be seen, but time only flies for those who are not found, just like these posters on the ground, with a lost of adhesive to put them back on.  A district this large can be a very miserable spot to those lost souls, let alone be called it a city. Be it a scary place, but is also a good spot for crimes to go rising. This district is an inevitable position for people coming home from school and work, very much like a pipe for a downpour of people. But that is only a minor problem for all classes of people, they dont mind it. A modern world is only full of problems. Technology sure did evolved, and so did all phenomena involved.

          In the flickering street lights illuminates dimly a shadowy, hooded figure walking beside the side walk, minding its own business while cars passes through. It apears to be carrying something on its back, a huge slab of metal, though no one can say for sure because no one is nearby. This thing on its back makes it appear bigger for it has a small stature, like of a child. But one can confirm its a girl, as the dim-litted area shows it wears a skirt. As she walks down the sidewalk. She stops for a second and shifted her way on a narrow pathway leading to an equally narrow residential area. Going through trash cans and bags, along with an infestation of rats and worn out missing posters, she accidentaly stepped on a tail of a rat, making it sqeal. The girl appears it didnt mind and goes through. She seems lost in her train of thought to care about the outside world. And so, she kept walking...

         " A beautiful daughter is a father's glory", He told me after he left 4 years ago."

          "It felt an eternity since he is gone. Its been awfully painful, and I'm still wondering how it come up to this. Responsibility is no joke, wasn't it? Selling your body and soul to serve the people who in return will blame you if there is a slip-up. Such bullshit. I can't believe how ungrateful people can be sometimes-"

Her train of thought came to a halt when a screech escapes from the conjunction of alleys where she is in right now. She is alerted and hurriedly find the source of the screech, which seems like a squeel of a girl in distress. Even so, she retains her thoughts.

          "With his duty, dignity, and reputation left behind in shambles, its his daughter's duty to fulfill it."

Remembering her purpose, her last moments with her father and her inheritance from his possesion, she jumps back into action.

          "Who's that?", she thought after rumaging and found a dark alley on the right. She tried peeking on the corner on the designated spot and was shocked on what she saw.

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