I Go Out Walkin'

There stood the boy upon a mountain of corpses. A red lance shoved through his throat barely missing the vitals that were within it. Arrows littering his back, more lances jammed through him, nailing him to the broken ground beneath him. A single golden piece of a broken off blade sit in his chest with a divine glow.

"Unravel mysteries eye
Bloodied hands of the judge
Execution of Mercy
GOLDEN NIGHT"

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