prologue

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Certain "living weapons" have even lived for hundreds of years
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What makes you think that a being who has lived so long has his sanity intact?
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No
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His sanity is not intact...
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At this point, it's hard to believe there's even a shred of sanity left in them...
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Although if there is... Don't put them to the test.


The great castle of the Renoir family, bright, imposing and neat even seen from afar, welcomed the cold night that fell on the kingdom, several street lights illuminated the city calling to anyone who saw such a night spectacle. Casinos, restaurants, clubs, karaoke, as much variety in nightlife as you can imagine.

In particular, she made no social plans for her Saturday night, even canceling going to Karaoke with her goddaughter just for this moment. The music on the radio played some Swing melody with a little Jazz, the table set, the candles, the taste of red wine running down his throat. Tonight was special, this night was just for him.

She was beautiful, dazzling, fun and above all, free of bad habits. She no smoking, she no excessive drinking, no drugs, no tattoos... He couldn't ask for anything better.

Krieg would kill him after this, but what else could he have done? To have left such a great opportunity, one among millions? How many times do you find these types of signature desserts at New Meridian?

Attracting her was not that complicated, apparently in her eyes he was "charming" and quite attractive, that did take him by surprise, he was used to the fact that in matters of physique they prefer his brother over him... it's a shame that he already had other plans for her. she. Another thing that caught him off guard was the idea of casual sex, he didn't think he would get to that point and of course he didn't let that opportunity pass him by.

Good, good. Enough talk, what's in the oven is about to burn.

He put on a pair of gloves, turned off the oven and let the smell fill the room, put the tray on the stove and closed the oven door, he put a lot of dedication into this masterpiece... after all... you only get one chance between millions. to get quality meat in New Meridian.

He don't waited, he cut and served, he refilled his wine glass, the music continued providing that charming atmosphere, he took the fork, cut his meat and...

Knock...knock... "Hunger, are you there? I have to discuss some things with you"

Ahg... He didn't want to keep his date waiting. But duty was calling her, maybe she could wait it out a little longer, not that she has to go anywhere.

-I hope you can excuse me, Melanie... I'll be back soon.

He said to the air in the middle of the empty room as he got up from his seat to open the door and attend to his brother, oh dear, you must be confused, the room was not empty... The main course was still on the table...

Melanie. She was still on the table...

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