Prologue
Blissful Hatred
How much problems I've solved...Just to ruin it again with this..." sighed out the blue headed man. "The only way to fix it....Is to do nothing at all..." he said as he opened his palm, revealing strange coin-shaped artifacts cut through the middle. "You worthless peice of ! I've wasted 5 ing years on you, 5 ING YEARS!" the man cried out, shakingly as the wind strenghtened, blowing the black trenchcoat up, his hair waving. "...Why...Why!..." he muttered out through his heavy breathing, tears forming in his eyes. He looked down, seeing how far he came for those strage artifacts. He had felt the urge to clip the mountain he was standing on top of so casually. "Tonights....Such a beatuiful night....Goodbye.
One day, You will look back to all the things you've done...When you have, Call me." he said, throwing what he believed were his problem.
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