AI Искусство: 31st December, 1978; The city of Hanyang was filled with celebrations for the New Year. And in one of the residential districts, just like everywhere in the city, thousands of people came out of their homes and started their countdown together. However, a young detective was seen rushing up the stairs in panic; a layer of mana covered his body, increasing his speed by ten times. Soon, he reached Apartment 703, which had half of its door open. Sweating down to the neck, and with a trembling heart in nervousness, he slowly opened the door. *Creak* As the door creaked open, his eyes widened, spotting a dazed five-year-old boy sitting amidst dead bodies, a dozen in number, eleven of them in armed suits and weapons, and one in casual wear. Attached to him was a dark wraith, irregularly shaped, but its aura got thicker and thicker as it absorbed the energy from the corpses. In his hands, there was an unconscious baby boy, roughly a few months old. *Tap* The mana pistol in his hand fell to the floor. "Seok-Jin-ah…" Psssh* Soon, as the fireworks display dazzled the skies, outside the glass doors of the apartment, the boy turned his head to look at the man without an ounce of expression on his face. "Dad." He called. "What…" The officer gasped as he slowly walked forward, "What happened?" The boy responded to him with a swift turn to the baby he was holding and then looked back at the officer. "Jun is fine, dad…" He still didn't have any expression on his face as if he wasn't feeling any emotions. "You…" The officer asked in a hushed tone, slowly approaching the boy while keeping his wary gaze on the dark wraith. "What… what did you do?"

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31st December, 1978; The city of Hanyang was filled with celebrations for the New Year. And in one of the residential districts, just like everywhere in the city, thousands of people came out of their homes and started their countdown together. However, a young detective was seen rushing up the stairs in panic; a layer of mana covered his body, increasing his speed by ten times. Soon, he reached Apartment 703, which had half of its door open. Sweating down to the neck, and with a trembling heart in nervousness, he slowly opened the door. *Creak* As the door creaked open, his eyes widened, spotting a dazed five-year-old boy sitting amidst dead bodies, a dozen in number, eleven of them in armed suits and weapons, and one in casual wear. Attached to him was a dark wraith, irregularly shaped, but its aura got thicker and thicker as it absorbed the energy from the corpses. In his hands, there was an unconscious baby boy, roughly a few months old. *Tap* The mana pistol in his hand fell to the floor. "Seok-Jin-ah…" Psssh* Soon, as the fireworks display dazzled the skies, outside the glass doors of the apartment, the boy turned his head to look at the man without an ounce of expression on his face. "Dad." He called. "What…" The officer gasped as he slowly walked forward, "What happened?" The boy responded to him with a swift turn to the baby he was holding and then looked back at the officer. "Jun is fine, dad…" He still didn't have any expression on his face as if he wasn't feeling any emotions. "You…" The officer asked in a hushed tone, slowly approaching the boy while keeping his wary gaze on the dark wraith. "What… what did you do?"
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31st December, 1978; The city of Hanyang was filled with celebrations for the New Year. And in one of the residential districts, just like everywhere in the city, thousands of people came out of their homes and started their countdown together. However, a young detective was seen rushing up the stairs in panic; a layer of mana covered his body, increasing his speed by ten times. Soon, he reached Apartment 703, which had half of its door open. Sweating down to the neck, and with a trembling heart in nervousness, he slowly opened the door. *Creak* As the door creaked open, his eyes widened, spotting a dazed five-year-old boy sitting amidst dead bodies, a dozen in number, eleven of them in armed suits and weapons, and one in casual wear. Attached to him was a dark wraith, irregularly shaped, but its aura got thicker and thicker as it absorbed the energy from the corpses. In his hands, there was an unconscious baby boy, roughly a few months old. *Tap* The mana pistol in his hand fell to the floor. "Seok-Jin-ah…" Psssh* Soon, as the fireworks display dazzled the skies, outside the glass doors of the apartment, the boy turned his head to look at the man without an ounce of expression on his face. "Dad." He called. "What…" The officer gasped as he slowly walked forward, "What happened?" The boy responded to him with a swift turn to the baby he was holding and then looked back at the officer. "Jun is fine, dad…" He still didn't have any expression on his face as if he wasn't feeling any emotions. "You…" The officer asked in a hushed tone, slowly approaching the boy while keeping his wary gaze on the dark wraith. "What… what did you do?"

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