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A 5.6-foot masculine boy, with short golden blonde hair and a calm expression, stood with his eyes closed but in a defensive position.

His hand held a large golden weapon behind him.

This boy was very good-looking, and all he did was wait.

He waited and waited, although it had already been five minutes of waiting, he knew that he couldn't let his guard down.

In front of him stood Asha, who seemed to be stunned, his face expressing distant fear.

"Shit," was the only thought that came to his mind.

Although he was fearful, Asha was not afraid, for he had fought Leach, a reaper from the underworld who used a scythe as a weapon.

A faint smile appeared on Asha's face, but for some reason, Asha didn't notice this smile.

"SWOO!" Suddenly, the boy began to move his weapon in an experienced manner, propelling it to the sky as it rounded around his body, coming back to his hand.

He made a taunting pose, pointing the sharp edge of the blade at Asha, moving his other hand towards him as if asking him to come and fight.

Asha widened his eyes, and before he himself could realize it, his body was already moving to fight.

These were the tendencies he gained from the underworld when fighting Leach - zero hesitation.

Dashing forward, his overly quick body pushing against the wind with high intensity, the sound was so loud with every step that the boy realized Asha was launching an attack. Hearing this, he used his trident as a spear, piercing its blades in the direction of the sound.

Asha dodged the trident by slightly moving his body down just enough for the attack to miss, sliding on the ground effortlessly and aiming to kick the blonde boy's feet.

Sensing this, the blonde boy tried to jump the attack, but he failed, and he was now suspended midair by nothing.

Asha, smiling as if satisfied, quickly put both his hands behind his back on the ground, lifted his body, and kicked the boy above him with unimaginable force.

The boy, feeling his lungs release the excess oxygen that remained, fell to the ground with incredible force, dropping his trident in the process.

Asha, moving his now risen body, picked up the trident and placed his gaze on the now struggling, golden-haired boy.

Yes, some would say this was an unfair victory, unfair because Asha was able to see the whole time, but Asha believed that even if they were given the same advantages, he would still win, for he was simply too strong.

But unknowingly, "SHRRLCH," Asha looked down at his chest in shock; a silver shining blade had pierced him from the back, blooded with the golden color of his blood.

Asha couldn't believe it; he didn't sense anything.

Moving his gaze behind him, gaining sight with half his vision, he saw a beautiful woman with long blonde hair, and a raging angry face.

It was the same girl Asha had once hit down unconscious, and now that very girl had stabbed him from the back.

But then again, "DOO!" The boy with golden hair was now standing up, grabbing Asha by the neck, taking his trident from Asha's hand, and stabbing it directly into his heart.

Asha didn't scream or shout; he only breathed out heavily.

Then, the boy that stabbed him held Asha's face, as if trying to feel its position, moving it next to his, and positioning his mouth close to his ear,

"die!" he said, with a wide, frenzied smile on his face, a smile so wide it was visible even in the darkness.

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