Many years have passed since the war...and the art of Auto Memories Dolls is starting to become insignificant with new advances in technology. In this world, is there still a place willing to accept an Auto Memory Doll called Violet Evergarden?
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11:00 PM, The Boneyard (An Old Armory Outside of Maidenfield)...
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"Boss, we shot the Blood Hunter's kid!!! I followed him to the hospital!!! Ya should've seen him!!! Crying!!! Frickin' cryin for his kid!!! HAHAHAHA!!!" laughed the thug dressed in camo.
The numerous men in the room laughed along side with him as they watched their comrade's exaggerated movements and pretend crying.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
A man dressed in a black jacket covered with a white scarf and a gas-mask over his mouth looked at his subordinate with no change in expression. The man remained seated on his make-shift throne (electric chair) while holding his staff in his left hand. He put his hand across his chin. He seemed to be contemplating.
SMACK!!!!
He struck the end of of his staff against the ground.
The sound roared across the room.
He startled them into complete silence. Only the camo thug broke the silence with his question.
"Boss? What? I thought you'd be happy."
"Did you just piss him off?" the muffled voice asked.
"What?"
"DID YOU PISS OFF THE FREAKING BLOOD HUNTER BY HURTING HIS DAMN KID???" the voice clarified.
The thug felt an unholy aura filling the room. He felt hot. Sweat dripped down his back. He felt an uneasy pressure weighing him down.
"Well, I-I-I thought t-that we could y-y'know p-pay him back for taking out most of y-your best men, B-Boss," the thug stuttered.
Two red eyes were stabbing his very soul. They were carving his insides. Slowly. Painfully.
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"YES OR NO?" he asked again.
"N-n-n-no," he lied.
As soon as the words left his mouth...
FWOOOSH!!!! THUK!!!!
A knife handle stuck out from between his eyes. He fell down instantly.
