64 Igris The Pretty Boy PT.I

Fredo, Capital City of Rudertine.

Entertainment District.

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It was past eight when a redhead walked out of an alleyway. His long hair was tied in a single ponytail behind his neck with some loose strands sticking out above his forehead.

His hands were dug into the pockets of his dark leather trousers and he wore a matching leather jacket similar to someone from a biker gang. The dark liner used around his golden eyes gave off a gothic vibe although it was a sharp contrast to his pale skin.

He walked down the sidewalk illuminated by spiral-shaped streetlights with no particular destination in mind.

'I borrowed these clothes from that guy in the alleyway, but it's so uncomfortable'. His nose wrinkled as he stopped to lean against a wall to adjust the tight boots.

There were so many people in the human realm suffering in pain right now, that the air was almost suffocating.