[Active Demonic Skill: Invisibility turned off]
[Lady Silva Kold successfully impregnated, abort the fetus after six weeks to complete the task]
As I walked out with no heavy heart, but just a pinch of tiredness, I assumed what I believed could be a little butterfly flutter past me.
However, its beautiful coloured wings were bound as if cruelty when it got stabbed in the heart by an iron tail. Seeing it was something like deja vu except it was like a deja vu of a previous deja vu, something that overlapped my short term memory with my distant long term one, yet the sight beguiled me, relieving me that what I felt wasn't something a stone cold killer could feel. However, that was so contrasting and different from what I remembered from my childhood, something I remember as butterflies having lost their colors to a darker shade of grey for the factories the men of fine hats and burning cigars ran, giving no room for such colorful shades to thrive.
