Chapter 57:A Bullet

"23:00 p.m...It should be soon" whispered Adryan who was in his room and he was looking at the time from the Hangover Time.

Right now the red moon was not yet at its highest point and if the redhead remembered right now Welch, Naya and the original Klein should be studying Antigonus' family notes.

Sighing again, Adryan closed the clock and looked at his ceiling, in an hour the original story would start and all the horrible events would begin.

The moment he had been waiting for so long is just around the corner, this is what he had been preparing for all this time.

'Klein will come to Backlund in October so when that happens I'll only have a few more weeks and I'll have to leave this place,' thought the redhead heavily,he only sighed again.

Backlund even now was too dangerous for him, and he had to get out of here before Klein released the soup from the pot or else he could become the new pot.

Closing his eyes, Adryan began to meditate to pass the time....

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Opening his eyes again and opening Hangover Time he saw the time again.

'23:20 p.m...it should be starting now...'the redhead thought seriously as he watched the hands of the clock turn slowly.

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In a house that seemed expensive and inside a room on a table there was a black hardcover book, this book was open in half and seemed to have writings in the Ancient Feysac language.

The door of the room was open and in the corridor there was a man with a chubby body and pale skin, this man was hitting his head hard against the wall leaving a bloody mark but the man was not stopping he was not even letting out any moans of pain.

His expression was flat like he doesn't even know what he's doing...

In the bathroom of the room there was a woman with a simple appearance and good skin, her expression was also flat and she just covered the sink and turned on the faucet and waited that it was filled to the brim with water.

Once the water was overflowing she put her head in it and didn't get it out no matter how much time passed she never put her head out...

Standing in front of the book was a man who has black hair, brown eyes, an average-looking face, a deep outline, and is thinly built.

This man seemed to be reading the book and his lips were moving but he wasn't saying anything, just like the two previous people he also had a flat expression and didn't seem to notice what was going on around him....

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"23:30 p.m" Adryan whispered as he watched time go by thanks to Hangover Time.

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The same man from before was leaving the house and he had in his left a black hardcover book, it was the same book he was reading.

And in his right hand was an exquisite revolver.....

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"23:50 p.m."

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The same man as before but now he did not have that book in his hands and now all he had was the exquisite revolver.

He was moving through the empty streets of the city of Tingen being only accompanied by the beautiful red moon in the sky that seemed to illuminate his path.

The man finally reached his destination which was Daffodil Street, he advanced a little further until he reached Unit 2.

He looked at the building for a few moments with his expression still flat and calmly entered.

Arriving at his apartment he simply took his key out of his pocket with his left hand and used it to calmly open the door.

He moved through the small apartment passing 2 rooms that held a man and a woman, both fast asleep not knowing what was about to happen.

The man didn't even look at the doors of the rooms but he reached his own and calmly opened the door. He then entered the small room and closed the door behind him.

With that done, he moved to the desk in front of him and pulled out a plain notebook from the top drawer and opened it halfway.

Sitting on the wooden chair and grabbing a pen, he wrote on the yellowed sheet of the notebook a sentence in the Hermes language.

"Everyone will die including me"

With that written, the man raised the revolver to his temple and only accompanied by the red light of the moon he pulled the trigger....

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"00:00 am"

Seeing that both hands of the pocket watch pointed to XII Adryan closed Hangover Time and lowering his hand he shifted his gaze to the red moon.

With a small smile he just nodded and spoke respectfully.

"Welcome Mr. Fool"

'The wheels of history have begun to turn now no one can stop them we just have to move forward or we will be crushed by its passing'

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In the room of the man who had committed suicide, the body that was lying on his desk suddenly gave some signs of life.

After trembling for a few moments, the man straightened his back with difficulty and his gaze was cloudy.

In his temple was a grotesque wound that had burns on the circumference, blood stained around the wound, and grayish-white brain matter slowly writhing within.

This man who should be dead looked confusedly at the desk in front of him, then slowly looked up at the scarlet moon that hung high in the black sky....