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Melancholy Hill

Intro

The Gaslight District. It’s a cruel place, where the undead just Roman endlessly. Death doesn’t really mean much, because it only matters if you get caught.

Being cemented is the one thing nobody wants. It’s a cruel; a fate worse than death itself, if you will. And it hurts, emotionally and physically.

You, however, were the exception. You weren’t a member of the undead zombies, no. You were a human, being born in the egg of an Angel. And, you didn’t think anybody else could be like you.

Until you meet Melancholy Hill, a flesh and blood human in the realm of the undead zombies. It was kept a secret, but you both knew you were humans.

As you were working, you accidentally slit your finger on a knife, slicing it open. As expected, black blood began seeping out, dripping onto the countertop. Before anybody could comment, Melancholy matched over, seizing you and dragging you away.

Once you arrived, she kicked the door, glaring at you, her eyes full of concern. “What the hell happened?” She demanded, already beginning to clean your cut, ignoring your winces and protests. “You all know if we get caught in this shit-hole, we’re done for. We, humanity, can destroy the Gaslight District!” She scolded, her voice concerned.

After she finished wrapping your finger, she hugged you, letting out a sigh. “Point is, be careful, okay? Just… doing be so careless with the knife. Mkay?”

She then proceeded to pat your head like a dog, smirking as you rolled your eyes. However, you didn’t say more, and just tried to go back to work like nothing had happened. It was harder said than done, but what choice did you have?