✓227✓ The pictures

Walking into the house, Tristan didn't care at all that it was going to collapse, especially having the system's shield, but he wasn't going to initiate it any time soon.

Looking at the mass destruction, he couldn't believe his eyes, his television shattered to pieces, and chairs and tables were all broken.

Walls were broken down, and even some part of the staircase was broken but he ascended anyway. He ignored all those men in there to collect evidence for the cop and headed for his room, hoping that he'd get all the papers that were important to him.

With the door already broken from one of the last explosions, Tristan's room was open to all, so he walked in without restrictions and went straight to the side table drawer. Luckily, all the childhood pictures of himself, his sister, his mother, and his father were safely wrapped in the file where he had kept them, unharmed by the incident.

He heaved a sigh of relief and picked it up because it was dear to him and his mother. As soon
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