Darkslayer

There are two sides, light and dark, shadows cannibalize people. It rained heavily that night, and a man carrying a cake fell under the street lamp and never stood up again. The girl squatted in front of him, put her hands around his neck, pressed her fingertips on his fragile pulse, and spoke softly. "I will deliver it to you before tomorrow." Late that night, when my younger brother opened the door, what he saw was his older brother standing at the door with a cake box, soaked to the skin and smiling gently. No one knew that the man was gone. And in this city, there is a kind of person who can see the truth. They are called - God's Favored Ones.