IDENTITY: The Dark Story
The Beauty of the Night
The cold rain in this small town, the cold as snow enveloped the city. The moonlight that was supposed to illuminate the night, was now replaced by a flash of lightning illuminating the dark of the night like a lighthouse lamp shining among the mist. Not only appeared at a glance and suddenly, making the ear that heard it felt like the eardrum wanted to rupture and quickly cover it with various plugs that exist.
A small house stands firmly between the narrow alley, the house is very hidden because it is covered in tall buildings around it. On the porch of the house was seen a shadow standing quietly while staring at the dark sky accompanied by lightning that adorned it, as if staring at a meaningful artistic painting.
Crochet a rope of love
I knot into one heart
A picture of a wounded soul
Like the sky wailing
When love disappears
The pain came without permission
The moon leaves no smile
Together with night, I recap the meaning of longing
Solitariness.
A poem was chanted with all his heart in the midst of this thunderstorm, this figure was not disturbed at all but rather considered this a stage for him. The sound of the rain moans was like the cheers and applause of the audience, the ear-shaking roar of thunder like music that completes the stage, and the last bright flash of lightning came incessantly like a spotlight to him on the stage.
He was dressed in all black, his face hidden behind that strange white mask, and his entire body was covered in an extremely cold aura - it seemed that this atmosphere was a perfect fit for him.
It suddenly flashed an extremely cold flash in the darkness, not a lightning bolt but a very dangerous swing of a weapon. She wiped the dagger gently and quietly like wiping her lover's hand. Red droplets easily dripped from the tip of his dagger reflecting the lightning light like a mirror.
"Hoo..hu..."
Unusual movements rang out in the back, he flipped his body. A petite and innocent face looked extremely pale with a mouth clogged with cloth, a strange sound came from him between whimpering and shouting.
This shadowy figure approached, and looked with an extremely empty gaze while raising the dagger in his right hand. There was a voice in her eyes, a voice of blood urging her, taking everything in this little girl.
He muttered something behind his white mask, not knowing why he was muttering. One thing was certain that this shadowy figure was eyeing something behind this little girl.
"hu! Hukk!!!"
The voice was as sweet as tempting honey, in vain the child was in revolt, his hands and feet firmly tied. Cold steel stuck to the cheeks of this little girl, making both her pupils dilate and plus a trembling body, what was the coldness of the object stuck to her cheeks? I guess not.
"Pfft... hihi..," his laughter tried to hold him back but in the end... "Haha! Ahaha!" His last laugh made the impression of the atmosphere increasingly gripping.
This little girl was getting scared and trembling, falling tears that soaked her cheeks. This figure looked at him getting sharper and left him in a dark silence.
A few minutes later...
He returned, this time he was not alone, he brought two dogs that had been firmly tied from his mouth to his legs. This little girl was surprised to see him, she thought why should she catch an animal? But baby.it's the beginning of the beginning for this little girl...
"Beautiful, please enjoy my show."
A dagger was lifted up high, with a cold light bouncing off and...
JLB!
"Aing.aing..aing..".aing..."
Whimpering in pain and thrashing like fish stranded on a vast land. The little girl saw the cruelty before her eyes, she could not see it and turned her eyes away, but unfortunately the cry of this innocent creature made the little girl even more frightened.
This continued on to one more until it made this little girl unconscious due to witnessing the cruelty before her eyes.
"Hahaha! Ahaha!"
It was as if it was satisfied devouring its food this black-clothed figure left the beautiful girl with her innocent face.
The sound of rain dampens everything, this is the beauty of the night.