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God of Adaptation

This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world. Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it. Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

CheekyForehead · Fantasie
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159 Chs

Murders

As they followed behind Old Warod, the three observed their surroundings.

Due to the lack of streetlights like the ones in the fortress, the village seemed very gloomy at this hour.

Not only did the streets not have lights, but also the houses. 

No ray of light could be seen from the opened windows of the surrounding houses, making it seem as if it was the setting for a horror movie.

They also had a hard time seeing clearly as a thin layer of mist enshrouded the area.

'I have a bad feeling about this…'

Regis thought with a frown, feeling an unsettling discomfort in his heart.

As an avid fan of reading fiction, he had learned of countless signs that may lead to something bad.

"Old Warod, can you tell us about the mission?" Killian spoke as he scanned the surroundings with alert eyes.

He, too, felt that something was off about this village. Though he couldn't quite put his finger on it.