Mx
The city had not yet fully woken up. As the street lights prepared to go out, the sky stood unstable between gray and orange. He was already standing. He was taking his steps slowly. He was not in a hurry; Because those who rushed were usually the ones who fled. He did not run away from anything. Few knew him. Those who knew him were divided into two: Those who dare to stand against it... and those who don't try again. People used to tell stories about him. Some would say he was lucky, some dangerous. But none of them knew the truth exactly. Because the truth was simple: He was not one of those who stood in the way of fate. He was one of those who changed the path of fate. ⚡
About Mx
The city had not yet fully woken up. As the street lights prepared to go out, the sky stood unstable between gray and orange. He was already standing. He was taking his steps slowly. He was not in a hurry; Because those who rushed were usually the ones who fled. He did not run away from anything. Few knew him. Those who knew him were divided int...Read more