Chapter 3: Reclusive Paramour
"So u understand your objective?"
A violet-eyed child gazed eagerly up at his companion.
"Of course."
The reclusive man smirked and licked his lips. He was dressed in a bleach white suit from head to toe. His gild eyes were narrowed at the thought of his volgende assignment; capturing a homunculus. He knew there would probably be no payment from the deal; but he felt a high like no other during his killing sprees. Kimblee ran his pale finger along the edge of his silken hat, drinking in the pure thrill from bloodlust.
"She was the first homunculus, huh? How...
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