Prologue (3)

In an estate a few miles from the capital, a young man looked at the corpses scattered across the courtyard. Among those, one belonged to a woman in her late thirties and four to children aged between 8 and 15. No emotion slipped past his stern face. Then, he simply left. He had more places to visit.

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On a road in a distant country, the young man walked, never looking back. There was nothing left for him anyway...