You sat down on the cold floor, burrying your head on your knees. Locked up behind bars really is fun.. right? Suddenly you heard the huge metal door opening. You couldnt help but look at it. Suddenly a figure appeared infront of you. He was staring down at you.

"Well if it isnt the infamous person who sold their life to be a weapon.."

Such cruel and cold tone. Childe looks at you, and chuckles. The fact that you were behind bars made you look stupider..