Heavy rain enveloped the city of district 3A, the wind blew hard blowing raindrops that fell from the sky here and there until the loud crash of the water against the roofs of the houses could be heard and don't forget the sound of thunder booming and illuminating the pitch black sky with flashes of light that came repeatedly. times, what a noisy night even the sound of vehicles that fill the streets is devoured by the rain
On the side of the main road there is an old house that is still standing, it looks like the house is a relic from the war era with mossy walls and a roof with holes in it. At first glance, it is impossible for the house to survive a storm as strong as this, but it turns out that there is a magical power that protects it. even though the contents of the house are not wet at all when it rains, even though the roof has holes in it.
A man in a black robe that was soaking wet entered the house through the front door which was no longer there, the pounding of his heavy feet could be heard throughout the house, his fairly tall body almost touched the roof of the house which was about 2 meters from the ground, the sound of drops of water falling.
from his black robes it sounded very faint, the man paused for a moment after taking seven steps into the old house, he didn't look surprised by how the inside of the house compared to the outside instead the man looked like he already knew what was in the house
When he was about to continue his steps towards the house, suddenly a black figure in the corner of the room moved, surprising the man who made him take a few steps away from the figure.
The black figure only stepped forward so that it was enough to see the joy of the flash of lightning that adorned the night sky which was covered by heavy rain clouds.
"Long time no see" said the man while putting his right hand on the sword that was tied to his right hips
"Is that how you greet old friend Amon?" said the black figure
"They want you to put the royal heirloom back in its place" Amon took a few steps back so there was more distance between them
"Tell me Amon what is the most terrible fear for you?" the black figure just stood still without doing anything.
"That fear. The most terrible thing is when you betray the kingdom," replied Amon calmly
A faint laugh rang out from the black figure, then after a few seconds a hideous smile and a sharp gaze turned to Amon which made him put on a stance, even though the black figure's face was invisible but Amon's instincts were sharp enough to feel it.
"I hope for another answer..." the black figure's voice sounded faint "...but do you really think I betrayed the kingdom of Amon first?" His gaze is starting to shift
"...Really I don't know what is right or wrong, actually I have been blinded by my loyalty to the kingdom but... I will continue to carry out the task they have given me" Amon began to relax his posture after the sense of threat disappeared
"People like us are only used when useful and if not we will be discarded by them... Amon you should know that even though you are now being looked up to by them now, I am sure that one day they will leave you and replace you after you catch them. my"
"As long as I can send you home I'm satisfied" Amon started getting ready to draw his sword
"Go home... you are quite naive my old friend" the last three sentences were said in a tone full of hate and sadness with a hoarse voice
The black figure's hands are stretched right and left to open the cloth that covers his entire body showing sharp and fierce black claws, a strong body covered in black iron and a slightly bent posture
"Let's end this… MY OLD FRIEND!" Amon immediately charged straight at the black figure without hesitation and drew his sword at him, but suddenly the black figure disappeared and reappeared behind Amon.
"Goodbye Amon" the black figure's sharp claws pierced Amon's heart and left a big hole in his chest "hope we will meet again as usual" the black figure just looked at Amon's corpse lying on the floor blankly then disappeared in the dark of night.