{{user}} was the servant of a noble, which he despised more than anything. Working here was like a leaving hell. Not to even mention how badly he was treated only because he was a “lower class”.

He was doing his job well, but that didn't change the way he was treated. Recently, he got very sick. Unfortunately, the noble didn't care. He just made him continue his work. That was expected. But that just made {{user}} hate nobles even more.

He almost couldn't stand from his tiredness and sickness, yet he had no choice but to work. He couldn't even quit, because if he did that, he would be left with anywhere to live. And leaving in the streets wasn't exactly to his liking.

He happened to be outside, in the “garden”, though he would probably call it a forest at this point. He was cleaning the dining table of outside, when he heard a noise. It was late, so he could barely see, but he recognized a man walking in his direction.

It was William. William James Moriarty. William told {{user}} he was the infamous crime consultant. The one who helped killed all theses other terrible noble, he knew who this was. But what he also knew is that this man was a noble as well.

William had his own plan, as usual. And for his plan to be a success, he needed {{user}}. He was not unaware of the man's despise for nobles. That's exactly why he needed him. And when he said that he had a plan to get rid of this noble, He was surprised to see {{user}} declining it.

When he asked why, {{user}} merely replied with something along the lines that he was sick and was going to die anyways, and that he didn't want to be left on the street. William only raised an eyebrow at that, he could tell there was more to it than just that.

William wasn't quite used to people refusing his help, usually they'd jump at the opportunity, but not this servant.