It was night on the street, and it was illuminated. There was a man named Soul, and he was walking, and he saw a restaurant in bad condition. He saw that it had written "Open" on it, and he said, with a slight shiver:
— This is in bad condition, but at least it will be cheap.
And he enters, and inside the restaurant there was no one. And he goes to sit down and sees the bell and rings it, but no one answered. He repeated, but again no one. And he says, apprehensive:
— Is anyone here?
And then he got up ready to leave, and when he was about to reach the door, someone said, firmly:
— Hey, wait.
And Soul, turning his head to see the person, says with a smile, but a little tired:
— I was already tired of waiting.
And Soul was terrified when he saw a monster coming toward him and striking. Soul dodged desperately, started running toward the side of the door, and when he got there, the monster said, in a threatening voice:
— It's no use running, little rat.
And it stretched out its arm and grabbed Soul by the leg and started dragging him slowly toward its side, and Soul started screaming, full of panic:
— Help! Somebody! Aaaaa!
And no one answered, and the monster started laughing cruelly:
— How funny, I made the restaurant soundproof.
And when Soul heard that, he kept screaming and saw that no one answered, so he grabbed a chair desperately, and the monster kept dragging him toward itself.
And when he let go of the chair, it lit up, and Soul, seeing that, was surprised. But when he wanted to ask himself how that happened, he was already grabbed by the monster, who said, with extreme fear:
— Now the cat caught the rat.
And Soul, paralyzed with intense fear, and the monster prepared to devour him.
Everything went black, there was a sound of something being cut and blood dripping.
And a man with a sword appeared and held Soul, who was breathing fast, and said, worried:
— Are you okay?
And he put Soul on the ground. The monster's arm was cut off, and the monster regenerated, and the one with the sword said, surprised and amazed:
— How cool, you can regenerate.
And the monster, coming furiously toward the man, and the man with the sword said, provoking:
— What a pity, you didn't like the compliment.
And the monster attacked the man, and he dodged with a jump and cut the monster's head off. And the monster began to regenerate and struck a strong blow on the man that sent him outside the restaurant, breaking the door. Soul, scared, said:
— This place is too dangerous for me.
And he started to run, and the monster let out such a sharp scream that it broke the restaurant's walls and chairs, and the sound pushed Soul, and then everything collapsed. And the monster saw that there was no one and prepared to leave, but...
He heard, with anger in his voice:
— Where do you think you're going?
The monster, turning back, saw the one with the sword. He had created a barrier and was together with Soul, but the one with the sword had blood running from his hands, his clothes torn, and wounds all over his body, and said confidently, even injured:
— Our little game isn't over yet.
And the one with the sword ran to the monster's side, and the monster also came to attack and said, furious:
— You think this is a game? What a pity, because after this, you won't play anymore.
And the one with the sword, running toward the monster, said, with determination:
— Then let's see who will have more fun.
And the one with the sword threw the sword into the air, and the monster stretched its arms to attack the one with the sword, and he dodged and jumped to catch the sword and said:
— If you didn't die by the head, then...
And he made an impressive move with the sword and said:
— Then it will be by the chest.
And he threw it at the monster, and the monster, without realizing it, was cut on the chest by the sword, and the sword broke, and the monster burst with purple blood.
And the one with the sword, looking at his, said, disappointed:
— What a pity, my sword was destroyed.
And then he took the purple blood and said, coldly:
— The first one has already been eliminated, now only one left.
And he looked at Soul with a frightening smile. Soul shivered and ran away.
And the one with the sword shook his head and said, confident:
— It's no use running, because I'm going to catch you.
And he appeared in front of Soul, and Soul was surprised and said in his thoughts, shocked:
> "How did he get here so fast?"
And Soul, without realizing it, was grabbed by the neck, and the one with the sword took his finger that had the monster's blood, stuck it in Soul's mouth, and threw him to the ground.
And Soul said, desperate:
— You're crazy! First you save me and now you poison me? I just want to forget all this, not die!
And the one with the sword said, calm and firm:
— You won't die, but you'll forget all the things you lived in three months.
And the actor said, incredulous:
— Three months?!
And Soul felt dizzy and started touching his head and screaming in intense pain:
— Why does it hurt so much?!
And the one with the sword said:
— I think it's because you're a normal person, I think.
And Soul started dripping blue tears, and a strong light appeared before his eyes.
And the one with the sword said, surprised:
— What is that? I've never seen anyone crying blue tears… and where did that come from?
And then Soul started to have a remembrance that he never remembered living, and a woman said, with a trembling voice:
— Son, forget me.
And Soul, determined, replied:
— I won't do that, I'm going to help you, Mom.
— My son, you're so sweet, but they came to get you, Soul, because you are the key, son.
And Soul said, worried:
— But Mom, if I forget my memory, they will catch me!
— They won't handle it, because we're going to send you to Earth.
— But Mom, if it's like that, I won't forget anything!
— Then I will erase your memory — said the mother, sad and firm.
And Soul replied, resolute:
— Mom, you know no one can stand erasing my memories.
And the mother said, with love:
— Son, I'm doing this for your own good.
And a man said, alarmed:
— They've arrived!
And the mother said:
— Then I will shroud you.
And Soul said, thoughtful and tense:
— I read a book and it says the shrouding will be broken by SUCKING the purple blood of the monsters, but it's very rare.
And the mother said, crying:
— I love you.
And everything began to fade.