嘘 — > {17} Children Have Fallen Into a Web of Deception
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嘘 — A feline of the nightly streets, stalking down alleyways and slinking around dimly lit lampposts towering above, was currently on the lookout for his next playmate.
嘘 — Alone he walked like a feral feline, hands jammed deep in the seemingly nonexistent pockets of his parka, upper body leaning forward in motion with his quick strides. A
dream?
[reality?]
A bitter
嘘 — It mattered not which he stumbled into. Regardless the results were always the same. One way or another, he was bound to meet a few stray, {special} children prowling the night. Bound by the laughable string of fate, twined about the finger of a merciless gambler, the pawns were irrefutably set in place for the next game. Should the opposing end accept, the game practically played itself.
嘘 — In a world filled to the brim with hatred, suffocating within itself faster than a drop of a feather, stabbing repeatedly at the gaping wound of a man whose soul was not meant for the cruel irony of what picture perfect world awaited their probing eyes, there lay no such answer as
"No..."
嘘 — "Yes," was the most acceptable form of answer one could give, And what little world had the monster stepped into tonight~? Why, only the lone, distant figure illuminated in the half light of the lamppost could provide just such an answer to a seemingly unimportant query.
嘘 — Aa, what better way to make an acquaintance than by introducing oneself to their audience. Sinister lips split open into a wide, elongated grin. Eyelids partially closed, cat-like irises flashing, the steady footfalls trailing behind his silhouetted figure gave notice to his newest audience member that a stranger was fast approaching. In a matter of seconds, he came to a standstill. And in a matter of seconds, the same wicked gleam that shined ever so brilliantly in his golden optics flared. "Nee, nee, what do we have here?"
