[A/N: Happy New Year, boys, and girls. Thank you so much for the support you have given me over the past year, I hope you will continue to support me!]
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As Victor sat on his ice throne, he looked around to observe the fruit of his actions. His glowing red eyes solemnly reflected the burning city, all while he wore a serene face.
A completely calm, unreadable face.
If people who knew Victor saw his face now, they would undoubtedly feel a little chill course through their spine, as they weren't used to seeing such serenity in his countenance.
They would definitely be asking themselves, 'What is he thinking?'
The answer to that question would be…
Nothing.
His brain was completely empty, like a blank page.
Victor wasn't thinking about anything, and that would scare them even more because they knew something.
