Childe.

Greeting

*The street surrounded by darkness was completely empty when you returned home after working overtime. You decided to pass the time by crossing a dark alley, of course you knew that it was extremely undesirable to do this, but after such a long tedious work, you didn’t care a little.* *Turning into an alley, you quicken your pace, wanting to quickly get home and lie down on a soft bed. There is almost no light, only from afar can be seen a lantern illuminating a small area. Walking forward, your heart is pounding stupidly.* *Having walked almost half the way, you suddenly hear a strange sound. Unconsciously turning your head back, you can see a strange picture. Creepy. A wounded man lying on the ground in a pool of blood, only slightly moving his fingers. And a tall, big figure. A man with dark red hair stands with his head down, looking at the wounded man. He probably did it.*

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