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In the city of blood [BL]

In the city of blood, where shadows dance among the flickering lights and whispers echo through the labyrinthine streets, there exists a darkness that seeps into the very soul of the metropolis. It is a darkness born of forgotten dreams and shattered hopes, a palpable presence that hangs heavy in the air like a suffocating fog. In this city of blood, where the heartbeat of the urban sprawl pulses with a relentless rhythm, there are tales untold and secrets buried deep beneath the asphalt and concrete. It is a place where the sins of the past stain the present, where the lines between right and wrong blur in the dim glow of neon signs. Amidst the chaos and corruption, there are those who navigate the shadows with a grace born of necessity—a ragtag assembly of survivors and sinners, each with their own demons to wrestle and their own battles to fight. They move through the city like ghosts, slipping between the cracks of society, their footsteps muffled by the din of the streets. And yet, amidst the darkness, there are glimpses of light—a flicker of hope in the eyes of the downtrodden, a spark of defiance in the hearts of the oppressed. For even in the city of blood, where despair hangs heavy like a shroud, there are those who refuse to surrender to the darkness, who dare to dream of a better tomorrow. In the city of blood, where the sins of the past cast long shadows over the present, there are whispers of redemption—a chance for the lost and the broken to find their way home. It is a city of contradictions, where beauty and brutality collide in a symphony of chaos and despair. But amidst the darkness, there is always hope—a glimmer of light in the heart of the night, a beacon of promise amidst the ruins. For even in the city of blood, where shadows reign supreme, there are those who dare to defy the darkness and forge their own path to salvation.

Pharm_Neptune · LGBT+
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32 Chs

Shadows of Love's Past

Amidst the chaos, a lone constable contemplated interrupting, yet Inspector Thai's voice intervened, decreeing, 'Let them be.' Nib and Win, lost in a world of their own, pressed on with their tender kiss.Within the revelry, Inspector Thai's arrival hushed the throng. Among them, Pit remained entranced in his dance, oblivious. Mew's caution reached Pit's ears, halting his steps. Befuddled, Pit inquired, 'Where?' Mew motioned, 'Behind you.'Pivoting, Pit faced Inspector Thai, who advanced, prompting Pit to retreat to Pillow and Shine. The latter, resolute, shielded his beloved, proclaiming, 'Maintain your distance.'Claiming the stage, Inspector Thai beckoned all to attention. A student declared, 'All accounted for.' Jian countered, 'Nib is absent.' Pit added, 'Not just Nib, but Win is also astray.'Another student offered, 'I glimpsed Win venturing to the rear yard, perhaps Nib and Win linger there.' Urged by Inspector Thai, they were summoned. Discovering Nib and Win beneath the moon's gaze, Nine reproached, 'Your dalliance necessitated my presence. Respond to the summons.'Curious, Nib inquired, 'Which authority?' Nine mused, 'Were you truly oblivious? He traversed this yard en route to the celebration.' Win denied, 'We noticed no one.' Nine smirked, 'Perhaps love obscured your sight. Inside, swiftly.'With Nib and Win in tow, they reentered the festivities. Win, gripping Nib's hand, proceeded.Unwavering, Inspector Thai maintained a vigilant eye on their entwined hands.Amidst the gathering, a constable's voice resonated, announcing Sir's desire to address them. Yet, as the constable implored Sir to speak, his gaze remained transfixed, adrift in contemplation. Two entreaties later, a different preoccupation consumed him. A gentle nudge from the constable urged him, compelling him to focus. Taking hold of the microphone, Inspector Thai commenced."As you are all acutely aware, venturing outside in the dusk has turned perilous. An enigmatic serial killer, a woman, roams among us. Her motivations elude comprehension. Furthermore, government ordinance decrees that post 10:00 pm, venturing outdoors or partaking in revelry is proscribed. While today, I choose not to proscribe your merriment, considering your youthful exuberance, you must cease your festivities here."Amid the pronouncement, Nib's voice rents the air, plaintive. "We refuse, Sir. If you impede our revelry, apprehending the murderer would serve better. We all confront mortality daily, yet embracing life's joys remains paramount." Win, silencing Nib, turned to Inspector Thai, imploring, "Sir, dismiss his words. His tongue often weaves folly. You, as well as the others, understand your commitment to justice."At Win's plea, a contemplative hush fell upon Inspector Thai. A constable chimed, "A perceptive lad." Addressing the assembly, Inspector Thai decreed, "Midnight has already arrived. None among you are sanctioned to depart these campus confines this night. Until dawn's light, this sanctuary shall be your abode. Any endeavor to breach these boundaries shall compel me to wield resolute measures."Summoning two constables, he commanded their vigil through the night. Amidst the chorus of concerns about worried families, he strode away, thoughts veiled.Emerging into the night, he found Win, who urgently called, 'Sir, Thai sir...' One constable suggested, 'Perhaps he's beckoning for you.' Dismissing it, Inspector Thai pressed on, heedless.Yet, Win raced forth, seizing the Inspector's hand, their pulses quickening. Grasping tightly, Win implored, 'Sir, I beseech your pardon. Nib's words were amiss, not his intent. Pray, harbor no resentment.'Abruptly, Nib materialized, aghast at the handclasp. His voice lashed out, fueled by fury...Approaching, Nib abruptly wedged himself between Win and Inspector Thai's entwined hands. His voice, a thunderclap, shattered the night. 'How dare you lay hands on my boyfriend,' he raged.A constable interjected, 'Such insolence! Know your place when addressing our esteemed sir.'One constable moved to confront Nib, halted only by Inspector Thai's outstretched hand. Calmly, Inspector Thai asserted, 'Passion may blind you, but reason must guide your actions. Accusations demand comprehension. Your boyfriend, as it stands, offered amends for your conduct.'Win echoed, 'Sir speaks the truth. Unjustified anger taints your reaction.'Nib, met with Win's resolve and Inspector Thai's stern gaze, retreated indoors, smoldering.Inspector Thai departed the college grounds, his presence fading into the night. Win lingered, a solitary figure within the heart of the backyard's expanse.As he departed, Inspector Thai cast a lingering gaze through the jeep's windowpane...With resolve firming his step, Win followed the path that led him inside, a determined pursuit of Nib's retreating figure.