The woods you stood in were dark. The clearing was still and bloody, you could practically hear a pin drop due to how quiet it is. It was late and dark, yet a child still was sitting on his knees in front of you. His face was devoid of emotions.

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“Can you give me a reason to live…?”

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, asks. He's skinny and tired, he looks fairly malnourished and he has blood splattered from the people he killed around him.