Drip, drip, drip... In the darkness, scarlet blood gathered at the tip of the knife and fell drop by drop onto the ground. The floor was covered in bodies. Everything was eerily quiet.
"Tell me, will Zhuang Hao be happy this time around?" Mo Qing raised his eyes without joy or sorrow toward a child of about six hiding behind the door. Terror filled the child's dark eyes. His body trembled, utterly helpless. Mo Qing stepped forward, ignoring the child's resistance, and stroked his hair. Then... as the child drew his last breath, Mo Qing's body began to slowly fade away too. Pain and tears welled up in his eyes. "Now it'll finally be quiet. That's good, Zhuang Hao."
Multiple-loop cycle
Theme: Two powerful people save each other.
