He shot out of the underground into the fresh air. With a light step, he skipped across the wide streets. The crumpled note - his sole guide - said, "The high, gray block just after the gas station."
He clutched the precious paper and dashed. There were three stations. After which one? All silvery blocks stood proud, holding the answer to the valuable secret.
"Making it hard, huh?" He smiled. "Challenge accepted! You hide in those buildings, so I only need to check them all! Wishes cannot happen without some effort!"
Ready to lose his direction in the remote suburb, he ran towards the unknown goal.
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Legend of the Modern Age
SpiritualLong ago, Ciel had decided: he wanted nothing to do with humans. Adept at making plans that never come to fruition, he sold his soul to leave them (or so he hoped). Long ago, Raphael had decided: life wanted nothing to do with him. Armed with a bunc...