[Warning: Blood, Child Abuse]
Felix was once again lost in his past.
When did it all start?
Right...After his father died...
He remembered...
"Father!"
Little Felix cried and cried, wanting help. He had the habit of visiting his father every morning because his father strictly ordered him to wake up early, then come and wake him up.
Little Felix was always determined and wanted to impress his father. So as usual, he went to wake up his father but only to see the motionless body of his father lying on the bed, the clean white bed sheets stained with blood completely, a dagger stabbed onto his father's chest.
