#Chapter99
Present
Third Person
Pulling in front of the Romero mansion, he looked at the milky-untainted walls that were once splashed with crimson. Today they looked brighter than other days when the golden rays of afternoon sun bounced on the flawless coat. He praised the artists behind the structure of this monumental beauty. His dark eyes held the strong walls that have protected his family from years. In front of this spectacular vision, he vowed to bring them peace and happiness after he washes every corner of this breath-taking creation with the blood of those who thought of destroying this household. He will make them scream until every corridor of the mansion will rinse with calm.
As he took the first step towards the door, a puddle of blood greeted him on the pavement. A guard bows in front of him at the entrance and opens the door.
