Wild Card

After this eventful night the whole village was surrounded by crimson butterflies, they all sucked the blood of the fallen

Crimson butterflies are the most tragic creatures in the world, they can see the bad things but can't stop them, they can warn people but all they do is attract people and animals closer to danger, they want to spread life but they fed on death, they can't be surprised or caught, and the only way for them to die is suicide

Why does god create such creatures? So beautiful yet so scary, everyone asked but none could reply

This kind of thought ran into Rex's mind as he kept running away from Yuta, the village he grew up in, but where was he heading? He had nowhere to go, none to talk to

That was the case until he saw a carriage approach him

"I must be dizzy from driving but is this a child?"

Uncle Jem wondered as he was approaching Rex

"There is indeed a boy walking towards us, but why is he covered in blood?"

Tokkou wondered as he poked his head out of the ca