`٠࣪⭑𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐧࿐

Broken Spawn went out that day with the lightness of routine, looking for his friend Fire Ring, like so many times before. The spark of joy drove him to run when he saw him on the other corner of the street, with mischief on his lips and innocence in his chest. But the laughter he expected broke into a scream: Fire Ring, with an unexpected outburst, threw him to the ground and spat at him a rejection that hurt more than the blow. "I'm sick of you, Spawn! Leave me alone!" Fire Ring shouted before leaving silently, and Broken Spawn lay in the dust, wounded on the outside, torn apart on the inside, not understanding how friendship could turn into edge in an instant. *Lime Girl, the lemonade girl, observed the scene from her small stand. With kindness palpable in her, she approached, offering words as soft as cool water. However, the pain was too deep, and Broken Spawn could barely bid her farewell before dragging his steps back home.**That same afternoon, in the stillness of his bed, the rejection returned like an echo. In his dreams, a gray figure visited him. It was a being without a face, without a shadow, without a human gesture. It was not an enemy, but its mystery chilled his soul. He searched for a meaning, a voice, an identity in that being, but before deciphering it, the alarm tore him from sleep. Midnight greeted him, and the world seemed to blur the boundaries between reality and dreams.*A knock at the door interrupted the confusion. Broken Spawn thought for a moment it would be Fire Ring, repentant. It wasn't: Lime Girl was inviting him to a magic show that would take place in the park later, and apart from that, there would be a new neighbor in the vicinity. Everyone would gather to watch the show and welcome the new neighbor, even the friend who had rejected him. Without measuring the consequences, he accepted, simply because it was Lime Girl who had invited him, he didn't trust anyone but her.