I hope I don't get killed for trespassing."
"Oh god, why did I step into this shit." Melvin cursed himself wondering why the hell had he listened to that bastard.
After escaping, he decided to play around and didn't want to follow that guy's instructions. But after a few days of mirth and joy, he could feel a shadow cast over his heart that was drowning him in bitterness.
From the moment he awakened his talents, he wanted to become a great puppet master and make a new way for those who couldn't use spirit as puppets.
For this, he needs support and backing. The Black Wizards support was quite good however he was reluctant. He wasn't willing to band together with that group of maniacs.
He wanted to leave his name in the history of great people, not in the record of criminals. So, even if he couldn't believe that guy's words, he still had faint hope.
Maybe… just maybe he can get his wish fulfilled if he follows his instruction.