Shattered Stars, Glowing Sun

Neon lights, towering skyscrapers, and bustling streets set one another off, but none of it belongs to us humans. For those of us at the bottom, having a peaceful home is an unreachable dream.

I looked at the people in the hazy night. They all seemed to be women. Well, otherwise, who would come here, human or demon?

I struggle to get by in this society, all for the sake of a promise.