Young Reisath, whom prefers people did not learn his last name, seems to have trouble getting over the fact that not every single person belongs to him and only him. No matter their age, their appearance, their preferences, their bloodlines, their personality, their gender... Everyone is, apparently, his. Those who deny that will be left behind, suddenly feeling empty now that he is gone. Those who choose to stay, may face something they may or may not want.
Either way, try to avoid the man with lilac eyes.
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