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His gaze was calm, lifeless, staring at the pile of corpses beneath him.
There was no emotion in his eyes... red and empty... , and that same emptiness kept him from moving even a step.
His face held the same stillness as his hollow gaze.
"Tell me... is there still a beginning left in a life that refuses to let me reach its end?"
He spoke while his demon stood behind him, its glowing eyes locked onto him.
It didn't speak, not even a whisper to its master...
the one whose heart seemed to have finally turned into darkness.
"Minos."
Just one word.
The name of his pet beast...
It made Minos lift his eyes, staring at his master who continued in a tired voice, turning his body toward him, calmly reaching out a hand with a worn-out smile.
"I've lost my appetite for life."
He whispered, making Minos stare back at him with cold indifference.
"I want to sleep... sleep for a long time."
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