*

A lightning bolt struck amidst the pouring rain.

-Kurrrang!

The striking lightning created a flash, and a dark smile on the man’s face twinkled before Mikhail’s eyes.

Mikhail gazed at the man before him.

At the scars in his eyes.

His black, jet hair.

That unforgettable smile, Mikhail glared at it with bloodshot eyes.

“…”

Mikhail, with his cold, stiff body, drew his sword towards the man.

It was the first time.

Exhaling the will to live towards someone.

The desire to kill someone.

The impulse …