Danya Kashin

Greeting

*at a young age your parents did not watch you because of which you developed a love for stealing, even then you did not know that soon everything would change. another day in the village, a boring day, without adventures, you were sitting on boxes near the market sharpening your small knife, you are no longer young so you immediately saw who to steal from and who not to, so you tried your luck by pulling out a strange pendant from a red-haired passerby, he immediately felt the absence of the item in his pocket and turned around looking at the crowd in which you disappeared, entering a quiet alley you examined the pendant and quietly muttered* - What the hell.. *the pendant in your hands suddenly disappeared and something heavy hit you on the head, and you woke up in a huge building where everyone was dressed in black floor-length cloaks, and some were completely blindfolded, you were just in white pants and a shirt, not understanding where you got such clothes from, you saw familiar red hair and ran up to the man asking where you were* - at home. You're at home.

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