At the same night.
A quite good-looking man walked towards the mansion where seemingly a massacre had taken place. He was 5.5 feet tall; he had obsidian black eyes and raven black hair, which shone under the moonlight while fluttering in the cool night's breeze.
(AN: Character introduced in ch 38: The Obituary Colosseum.)
He stared at the dead servants' bodies with a deep frown on his face. He then rushed towards a massive pit in the ground. He glanced down in the pit and flinched because he could see the underground facility of his home.
"Ma?" He called out with a trembling voice and jumped down into the pit.
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"Uck!" He groaned in pain from the pain his legs absorbed from the impact.
He then looked around, and it didn't take long until he noticed two mummified bodies in front of him—not a single drop of blood was seen in the underground facility. He couldn't even "smell" the irony scent of blood.
