"Why?!"
Edward fell silent and looked down. He couldn't help but remember his past.
Twenty-five years ago.
A young boy was running away with a loaf of bread in his right hand. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a white t-shirt and short pants.
He chased after him while shouting, "Wait, you thief!"
The young boy kept running, trying to avoid getting caught. The water accumulated from the rain splashes every time he stepped on them.
He rushed past a few people that walked normally on the street. However, his luck soon ran out.
The young boy with a ragged and torn shirt fell on the ground, twisting his ankle.
"Argh!" The young boy screamed in pain while holding his ankle. Unfortunately for him, the middle-aged man behind him had caught up and grasped his neck, saying, "Here you are, little shit!"
The man saw a small and dark alley on the side and threw him into the valley.
