The story of young Werther and the little Chrollo he picked up living together.
Until the summer when Chrollo was 11 years old.
They got separated.
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"Chrollo Lucilu."
Warm orange light fell on his young side face. On the high garbage mountain, the black-haired little boy looked down at this vast and chaotic land. Perhaps the light was too dazzling. Werther squinted his eyes and looked up at him, unable to see his face clearly for the moment.
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"Brother Werther." The child's soft cheek gently pressed against the side of his face. Werther could clearly feel the warm body temperature coming from the other person and the moist breath exhaled from his nose - that was the smell of little Kuro. Sticky, soft and a bit coquettish. He knows very well and can accurately identify Werther's weaknesses. He is a smart kid.
"Little Kuro, I believe you will be the savior of Meteor Street."
"One day we will be separated."
"Actually, I don't understand why we are still stuck in the quagmire and struggling even though we are already living at the bottom of the world. However, this may be precisely because we are at the bottom... Of course we still have things to lose."
"Farewell, little Kuro."
A long, long time later, when Werther recalled the massacre more than ten years ago, he still felt pain, still felt suffocated, and still felt that the choices he made were wrong, even if he was powerless to do anything about the situation at that time.
He has hatred in his heart and cannot let it go.
A long time later, he met again the child who liked to cling to him more than ten years ago. However, as fate would have it, they faced different choices at that time.
"Witt, your name is Werther. If you don't remember, let me tell you, your name is Werther."
Male protagonist: the leader.
The main focus is on development, with the original character Werther, who is 5 years older than the group.
The story is divided into three volumes. The third volume is not going to include the Hunter Dark Continent chapter, and I am going to write an original plot, because I don't want to write about abuse.
The early and middle stages of the story are quite sadistic, and the later stages are more of a retirement style.
I'm not very good at writing, I just write for fun.
Don't spray me.
Intention: "You are the person he loves most in the world he hates most."