Win Or Die

Chapter sixty-seven

I have no idea that there is something special about the black cloak I'm wearing now, but it's like it's blocking the energy I have so the men chasing me can't trace my whereabouts. I managed to get away from them until I didn't see them around me anymore. Despite my walk, I do not know my destination. I look around, and I don't know what to do. I became a vagabond in an unfamiliar place, just walking from somewhere, sleeping on the cold streets with strangers and carrying no belongings or clothes or anything but myself. That's how my life has been for the past ten years, and that's how long it's been since I lost my memory. So, how did I survive such a tragic situation? That no one knows me and no one remembers about my true identity.

“Thief! Chase him.” A saleswoman screamed after I stole one of the foods she sold. That's right. That's how my life has been for ten years, stealing and running away from people who want to catch and punish me, but no matter how many times I've done it,