It was mid night in Florence and any one who looked out of the the window could see a figure clad in black dragging a bloodied sword, before the figure was a corpse whose head had been separated from its body and behind the corpse knelt several people who if someone saw would call them-the elites of Florence.
Turning round, the figure walked away without looking back.A letter written with red ink floated in the air, it read, Florence is undergoing a thorough cleansing and I do not care if everyone in it does, as long as it gets clean.
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In a tiny condo, a girl in her early twenties was slouching on the couch, with a half eaten bowl of popcorn, in front of her was a large LED screen playing the latest Korean drama-Vincenzo.