Prologue (1/2)

I’M A masochist I said I wouldn’t do t projects, but here I am

I just couldn’t help ue and the rest is history Good thing is, chapters are doable in length NHAD only has thirty chapters anyway…

Big hearts to Nome and kazeyuki for the help in one of the lines!

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A drop of red drips onto the snow

“Erik, why?”

With a hoarse voice, a boy stares at the nored is a pool of blood at his feet Perhaps his legs quiver due to injury; perhaps they quake from the cold No, the boy knows the reason It’s because of his tre heart

“Why…!”

He could not believe it

In front of his eyes, thedown on him The wounds on the boy’s belly burn hot like fire Even so, he still does not want to accept the situation

The ht who had sworn fealty to him

Today should have been just like any other—full of eating snacks, taking walks, and falling over while laughing Without a doubt, he believed that too

“Why?”

The man smiles

Such an expression is unfeeling, bri with ridicule 〈mockery〉, which the youth has yet to experience until now It’s a s towards him

All of a sudden, the man strikes the motionless boy

“Because you’re a member of the Lesserhain family That’s why”

With a shallow breath, he pushes down on his knees finally, whispering goodbye into the boy’s ears

“It’s all your fault Farewell Thank you for taking care of er brother” (T/N: They’re not actually brothers The boy is just known as the failure son in his family)

The nicknaust to boil within the youth’s heart; the man shoves him by the shoulder

With no power left to support hi down his cheeks

He extends his right hand toward theon

“It’s a lie”

Unacceptable

It is hard to endure He had been the only one the boy had ever trusted (T/N: Thanks Nome and kazeyuki for the help in this line)

Yet, the man’s silhouette shrinks into the distance

Snow flutters down from a dull and iron-blue sky In the end, the boy closes his eyes at the hazy white landscape

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On that sa a hand into his blazer’s pocket while waiting for the bus In his left pocket hides a h earphones

(…More upbeat songs…)

He’s too sleepy Last night he stayed up late reading e to binge through twenty volu When he realized it, the sun had already risen

He operates the player with his left hand He remembers where each track is placed in accordance to each other That’s to be expected; Ya the song he wants, he plays it

A song with a chipper rhythh the earphones

Yalance at the main street

He doesn’t catch the figure of the bus yet In retrospect, the line for the bus has accumulated over ten people