Chapter 90 – I am poor
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A young boy ran with all the strength his little legs could muster through the thick canopy of a crimson forest. Above, the sun had already sunk back to sleep, letting the blood moon crawl into the deep dark sky, bathing the world in bleeding luster.
'No… no… no…' the young boy whimpered and pleaded inside his mind, running faster, his clothes colored by blood. Though it was not his own.
He ran with all his strength, doing his best to avoid any missteps all while heading toward the river deep inside the forest.
Behind him came footsteps crunching the ground covered in weeds mercilessly and hurriedly.
The footsteps sounded far away at the beginning, but with each passing second, they became closer and closer.
The young boy's face was drained of all color. His teeth chattering as he did his best not to cry into the dark night, afraid of attracting the attention of beasts.
