Wistrit
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A garden located near the city. A dark silhouette glides between the trees. It gets closer and closer to the house. Suddenly, the stranger hears a noise in the nearby bushes, turns around, and sees a young man with a flintlock pistol in his hand. A truly inhuman scream echoes throughout the area.
I still don't understand from your posts why you decided to execute Thorium.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made