What a Knight it was ! (ep.1)

It is 12 o'clock midnight. My neighbour's dog keeps barking at the black of night. What sort of thing budge that little dog to hysteria? are there a burglar out there on the street i asked. I just sighed and rests my body back to bed. I'm too tired to even check on my windows. I was just lying there, with a bottle of alcohol in my right hand like a sore loser. Just another night of piling bottles to drown what i assumed as 'my sorrow'. But in reality, i was just trying to drown the last bit of humanity inside me. Why do i talk so poetic you may ask? well perhaps it's because i've been through a lot of shit, so shut up! and don't frickin ask me about why i do certain things.

Anywho...this night was a little different than any other nights. It was certainly calmer, brighter and more hopeful, if you know what i mean. Yeah, i dont know, it just felt like when i walk through 47th Ave towards Exo-Bridge at 8 PM, it felt like there were more lights turned on. All those buildings was lit up brighter than usual. This was also the case with the usual jet-cars traffic up above the skyscrapers. The traffic produces the brightest lights that i've ever seen so far. Its like christmas, it truly was!. Somehow, this bustling futuristic city of Numbra with all of its high tech-lit up buildings and all of its flying jet-cars filling up the sky, felt very quiet tonight. Its as if all of its citizens have repented and become more 'civilized' overnight. No jet-car crashes, no yelling, no usual police chases. Just a calm, chilly, bright, and a hopeful night. And uh, i smiled, while walking through the streets. Yeah i did, its been such a longtime since i've genuinely smiled in relief for the simple things. What a beautiful night it was. But if it was a beautiful night, then why did i drink lots of alcohol? What's so upsetting that i had to drown it with a goddamn alcohol?.

See, there was this little girl, around age 7 or 8 i think. She was homeless and an orphan. I met her everyday on my way to patrol the city. She always greets me when i walk by. "Hey Mr. Oldman! how are you this mornin?!" She said. It was always that warm welcome every single morning that made my patrol throughout Numbra a little more cheerful. Because one thing that you need to know is that this city, Numbra, it is a hellhole. A literal hellhole. Advance technology just supports its citizens depraved mentality. High-tech video pornography, blacksite marketplace for guns and human trafficking, regular hacking on our smart devices, data stealing and such. It may not be that different from any criminal activities from whatever year you're from, but in Numbra, at 2029, its just too much to handle. Back to the little girl, each night when i come back to my place i always pass her place of sleep. It was under a bridge on terranouvre, a place for the homeless. I usually went by her sleeping tent and left her some warm food for the next morning. But, this night was different. Police lines are everywhere, obstructing. Lots of police jet-cars hovering around that place. What happened? i was trying so hard to go trough to see what happens, hoping that nothing bad happens to the little girl. Im forcing myself through the barrier while the police are holding me back, and that is when i saw her. She was carried by the medical team on a gurney. Whats left of her anyway. She was already dead by then, *****, with her head separated from her body. And on her chest, something is carved, a writing, a kanji to be exact.

到着.

That word means 'arrival'. Someone arrived on this city. Someone i knew.

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