The Dark Force was unhurriedly commanding the Puppet Soldiers; everything seemed to have returned to his control.
His interest in the youth had now reached its peak; indeed, he was determined to possess the youth's soul. Acquiring this youth's soul would grant him a unique story. After all, what was his purpose in this world if not to collect an ever-increasing number of stories? The youth's distinctive qualities made him incredibly covetous. The ability to exist outside the established laws was exceedingly rare. This rarity seemed to stir a faint memory, yet so much time had passed that, apart from an inner palpitation, he felt nothing particularly special.
