Shinji's body jitters. Moreover, his hair is like swords, thick with sweat. Unable to stand, he falls to the ground.
Thud.
Looking at the birthmark on his left wrist turning pink, he wants to yell at Valorn for using all his Rei to bring him to the past. However, his thoughts drift to the past.
***
At one time, he was at the coast in the mortal districts, talking to himself.
"Hahaha! I killed a man! Why are you crying, idiot? People need to die, for no reason!"
The young man grinned, with his back on a tree. However, in the next second, he started crying, looking at the scholar he had murdered next him.
"Sniff, I didn't mean to do it, wahh! He was asking too many questions, and I had to lie. But why did I have to kill him the moment he turned around?"
Suddenly, the 14-year-old stands, his gaze lacking any emotion. Taking off the scholar's robes, he went to the streets to gather some money.
