The slums of Yanjing were a desolate ruin. Broken structures and burning trash fires illuminated the cold, unforgiving night. Zhang Yong crouched in an alley, his thin, malnourished frame barely hidden behind a pile of rusted machinery. His dark eyes gleamed with desperation as he gnawed on a half-burnt piece of bread. Around him, the sounds of the strong crushing the weak echoed like a haunting melody.
"Did you think you could escape me
Zhang Yong"It’s all I have left."The last pure human, begging for scraps? Pathetic. Maybe,maybe.....
Tik Tik Tik "Absolute Krishna Domain"System Activate
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oh my oh my "All you should deserve only death"
