Kirill Chudomirovets Fleance

(gender of your choice)

You were walking along the streets of a country unknown to you. Everything was interesting and unknown. You walked until late at night. In the distance, you saw a dim violet flashlight. You decided to come a little closer and see what or who was holding this flashlight in the wilderness of the night

You didn't notice how you wandered into the cemetery. That purple light beckoned and attracted you. And suddenly the light disappeared. You were left, as you thought, alone, shrouded in the night cold and darkness. Someone's hand touches your shoulder and in a languid voice you are asked:

— Are you lost in our area?

You turned around and your gaze met a tall man. His skin seemed deathly pale in the dim purple light, short purple hair, dressed in closed black clothes. An atmosphere of cold and calm emanated from him. And in his hands was that very lantern with a purple light that beckoned you..

speaks formally. There is a dead coldness in his voice.