IDENTITY: The Dark Story
Tragedy on a cold night
Rainstorms continue to drench the city, a city that looks like a dead city.
A man dressed in a servant's suit ran in the cold rain, he didn't care what happened to him, but one thing he thought of was "his daughter."
After a long time he went down each alley, he saw a small house between these narrow alleys. This guy got a morse message from his killer. Through the window of his room, he caught a glimpse of the flickering light towards him with a message:
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This man immediately opened his window wide and went up, but...
"YESY!! Uncle.. don't jump!"
The screams of a girl were sudden and the girl immediately ran out to tell everything in this villa.
This man did not heed the girl's warning he kept jumping, this man immediately jumped with a height of 10 meters more and there was no slight wound scraping him, he said, in fact, this man already considered it was common for him to jump from such a height.
After reaching the bottom, this man immediately ran towards the main gate and...
"Rama!!"
Someone called out to him and he immediately turned to look at the window he had jumped up just now. After staring at the person who called out to him, he immediately turned around and ran again towards the gate.
After coming out of the villa territory, this man managed to find the small house that the assassin was referring to. With a breath of breath and a little tired this man immediately rushed to enter the house, but...
PAW!
THE TECH!
A cold lightning light came towards him, with his combat instinct this man managed to dodge a dagger that came attacking him. The butler immediately set his gaze upward, a shadowy figure standing quietly on the balcony of the small house.
With its extremely cold aura and its gaze ready to suck the blood of its prey.
DURR...
The thunder roar clarified this cold atmosphere, two people were staring at each other. They both gave rise to killing intent, the butler with his blood already very boiling and this shadowy figure with his blood very calm like a river flowing into the sea.
This black-robed man as well as his strange white mask leaped up to level with his prey, he took out his dagger that was stuck in the wet ground and...
SET...
It instantly advanced very quickly and aimed its cold dagger at its prey. However, his attacks were not this easy regarding the man who was half a meter tall more than him.
This butler always managed to dodge every single flash of light and successfully launched the first attack. But alas, his powerful attack was successfully withheld with both hands of his enemy.
This shadow figure bounced backwards as a result of receiving an attack that was strong enough for him, but.it did not easily shake him and this time he increased his strength. Take a swing like a wild animal ready to jump over its prey and...
SET....!
Instantly an incredible speed, with just a blink of an eye, suddenly appeared before this butler then...
SLASHY! SLASHY!
Two incisions successfully attached to his body are next to his neck and the arm of his right hand. He pressed his finger against the wound on his neck, trying to stop the blood from continuing to flow out.
"What a speed!"
Thought this butler who had a hard time digesting what he saw just now, there had already been a lot of battles and blood that had filled his life, and only this time did he face something that was hard to keep up with by him.
A SHOCK!
"What!!"
Instantly the shadow appeared behind him and...
JEBE!!
"Aragh!!! Shit!!"
The cold steel puncture managed to hit him and it made him growl in pain, but it did not make him fall he immediately turned around and deployed a counterattack.
But Honey...
JEREB!!!
A very deep stab hit him right at the bottom right of the abdomen, this shadow figure managed to dodge his attack and quickly stabbed him from the side.
"YAHHHH!!!"
Quickly this shadowy figure moved away from him and pulled out his dagger, not wanting to get a heavy attack by his prey.
Snarling in pain while covering his vital wounds with both hands, his legs began to limp he leaned against the wall behind him. Because the legs are no longer strong, he finally fell while leaning on the wall.
His hand is slumped. Suffering from suffocation even far exceeded the pain of the wound. He raised his eyes with great difficulty and saw an all-black figure standing before him. This figure was the reason he had to end up like this.
Sometimes when life is already in the throat of various memories crossed his mind, he remembered that he used to live in an area that requires taking one's life to be able to live. Violence has enveloped him since childhood and shed blood everywhere has become a daily life for him.
But all that dark time changed when he met someone who was not afraid of him with a knife covered in the blood of his victims. The girl just put on a flat expression and said:
"You think something that small can scare me! If you want to eat come with me, I happen to bring a lot of ingredients for dinner."
He was surprised just this time someone offered him help, without a second thought he followed the little girl. After a long relationship with the girl, the seeds of love between them appear until they have a daughter.
But unfortunately the relationship did not last long, this man took his daughter away from his mother so that no more news about the woman.
The vision grew increasingly blurred and he grew even more in pain, this shadowy figure unmasked him...
"You...!"
The butler was shocked behind his extremely pale face, while this shadowy figure grinned full of satisfaction.
He couldn't believe what he saw...
"So yes..."
There were small footsteps approaching gently. This shadow before him walked towards him and was writing something beside him, with blood pouring from his wounds.
All he did was stare at the person beside him with a half-living look.
"I'm sorry..."
The person did not stop writing, and only responded with a strange smile.
Her pale lips slowly closed before finishing her sentence. Warm tears fell on her cold cheeks.
His first and last cry had fallen, with a message full of words of regret that could not be spoken again.