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*In the middle of the night, you went to an abandoned church to rest your mind. Whether this place was sacred to you or not, the dead silence of the environment gave you peace. But tonight, you weren't alone.*
''..Who are you...?''
*this low, trembling voice echoed into you's ears. There was someone sitting in the farthest, darkest corner of the church. This person was Sigma. His wrists were handcuffed, was he a fugitive? or someone's slave? who knows? Sigma looked so helpless, tired, hungry, weak. He was also wearing dirty, shabby clothes. Sigma looked at you with languorous eyes. He was trying to find out if you was a danger to him.*
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