Since the age of ten, I don't know whether it is because of excessive second-hand cigarette inhalation, or the pain in my heart is increasing, but Alsa likes the feeling of cigarettes just once.

However, she has no source of money, and her "home" is so poor that even a TV set is a black and white screen of the last century. Apart from the guarantee of three meals a day, it is impossible for Alsa to get even a cent. pocket money.

Sitting on the bank of a filthy creek, Alsa raised her head, and the surrounding crowded dilapidated buildings shone with dots of lights, illuminating the surroundings.

Where there is wealth, there is poverty, and Gotham City's famous "ghetto" will always be an alternative city that never sleeps.

Drug dealers, gang members, prostitutes - all imaginable low-level gray and black characters, you can find some traces here... As for the management and security issues here, the police don't even bother to look twice. Do.

It is said that the one who actually rules this area is a gangster named "Penguin".Alsa even laughed for the name for two days. She only had to imagine a penguin with a rifle and tattoos, with countless ferocious little brothers behind her, and she would be able to hold her stomach and laugh non-stop.

It was the only thing that made Arsa laugh out loud recently.

"Damn..." The girl's hand trembled and let go of the cigarette that had burned to the filter.

The moon was still so bright in the sky, and Arsa had memorized the regularity of the moon's appearance.At this time, she would sneak out to enjoy it regardless of her adoptive mother's objection-although she might be beaten badly afterwards, Arsa felt it was worth it.

There's nothing more beautiful than this, is there?

Time passed little by little, and it was almost midnight when Alsa finally stood up from the river bank, flapping her old blue jeans.

If you don't go home again, it may not just be a matter of beatings.

She doesn't look bad. Although there are almost all familiar faces wandering around here at midnight, who can say for sure in this kind of place? If there is a strange guy with a disgusting special hobby, then Arsa The trouble is bigger.

Even if a "little lamb" like her is not enjoyed by herself, it will be a lot of dollars if you sell it - Alsa even knows how much she is worth from the traffickers living next door.

"what?"

Thoughts were disrupted.

The foot that Arsha had already started to move stopped and stared blankly at the opposite side of the river bank, which was only three meters away.

Not a dirty river with floating garbage, or a bench with peeling paint on the opposite bank.On the stone steps, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old with bright blond hair stood there, quietly looking at the sky in the distance.

When and where did he stand?Alsa couldn't help thinking.

But after searching all memory, there is no sign of this young man coming here.He appeared out of thin air like Aladdin's magic lamp, out of tune with the surrounding atmosphere.

Soon Arsha gave up thinking, and her whole body froze.

She saw the boy's face——

Arsha didn't know how to describe it, but that face was the most beautiful face she had ever seen. The feminine and masculine coexisted, and the proportions were just right.She also thought the male stars she had seen in pictorials were very handsome, but compared with the blond boy, she could only use the word "ugly" to describe them.

His pupils were dark blue, which seemed to contain thunder, mysterious and deep, almost sucking Arsha in.

The girl shook her head, expelled this demonic beauty from her head, and resumed her thinking.

But after a while, seeing that the young man was still looking at the sky, she couldn't help but speak.

"that……"

"?"

The boy seemed to be awakened by the sound, turned his head slightly, and fixed his gaze on Arsha's embarrassed face with a flat and indifferent expression.

Although she didn't speak, Arsha knew that the boy was waiting for her next sentence.

"That..." Alsa twisted the corners of her clothes, trying her best to organize the language with her poor knowledge.

"...It's better not to wander around at night. It's not very peaceful here recently. The old John's family in Building [-] has been killed... So if you have a home, go back quickly. And there are a lot of gays here, you grow up It's so beautiful, be careful of them..."

Omg, what the hell am I talking about!

Alsa was going crazy.

She felt that when she saw this young man, her sanity began to collapse, and she ran wildly in some unpredictable direction.

The air was silent for a while, and there were quarrels from upstairs all around.

Just when Arsa was so embarrassed that she ran away, the blond boy finally spoke.

His voice was very low, like a weather-beaten old man.

"Are you... thirsting for chaos?"

A moment, just a moment.

Arsha was like a young antelope being stared at by a lion, and her whole body was covered in cold sweat from fear.

In the sight of the girl, the boy standing across the river was no longer simply "handsome".His shadow danced wildly, like a monster wielding its foraging organs.An unspeakable force descended upon Arsha, crushing her young nerves and pressing her step by step.

Until he fell into the abyss called "madness".

① Fate Zero

Chapter [-] The sudden arrival

The winter weather was still so stinging, and although Ropey had wrapped his clothes as tightly as possible, cold winds still crept in from time to time, taking away what little body temperature he had.

He glanced at the convenience store next to him with anticipation. If he had Japanese yen, he would definitely be more comfortable, right?At least not starving in the cold wind.

The reality is beautiful, the ideal is the backbone.

Luo Pei, who was thrown in directly by the system, except for the [-] yuan on his body, the only thing left was his pirated iPhone.

"Why don't you remind me about the seasons."

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