First French Republic looked at the guillotine standing tall in the city square, his father died here, he was not sad or crying for his death, rather, he was happy

he looked at the small blood stain on his shirt from the execution, considering this a victory of the revolution

he stared at the person approaching him, slowly tilting his head

"bonjour? are you an ally or...an enemy of the revolution? because if you were an opponent of the revolution,our homie guillotine will have a job to finish " he chuckles