Chapter 1: Prologue
When the time he knew his father, family and friends wouldn't rise from the dead, the young boy had set forth for an adventure to gain a power, so strong that he wouldn't be able feel despair, and sorrow ever again. But days had already passed, and he was still searching for something he doesn't even know of, and if it even exist. Days had turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months—years. So many years had passed that he had already lost the track of time. When he was at the last line of his life he suddenly realized that his wishes wouldn't come true—despair, rage, and helplessness overcame him; then an old hunchback with a black cane on his hand approached him, as he stared down with his blood-red eyes at the man who was kneeling in the vast prairie.
"How much is your soul, boy?" He asked.
The man's eyes lit up, he said, "Devil?"
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