Prologue

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"We need to find him at any cost! He is so precious to us! His every bloodline can make us see a fine victory." The mad doctor maniacally asserted his precise words while breathing heavily out of worry and concise. "But, doctor. He has gone out of our reach. We can't find him anywhere." The assistant proclaimed the words in pure dismay and sighed with defeat. "I don't care!!! I want him now!!" The doctor shouted obnoxiously over the other man who simply nodded towards him. "I need that man! He's very rare to find and now that we know about his uniqueness. We need to find him!" "Right, doctor. We surely will." The assistant began to hit his fingers over keyboards, hard, just to pertain himself at searching the new being that they discovered lately. Whereas on the other side, things were going quite normal for some other people who were facing their normal lives like every other day. "Oh god. There's still loads of work remaining to parch. Argh. Wish I could go home early today." The girl shuffled through some files settled in the metal cupboard at her workplace, sighing after taking out one from the pile. "I just wanna go home. But maybe not now. Later." She was all alone at her workplace, surely was trying to keep herself busy while accompanying her own self at the same time, still trying to pass some time maybe. Hopefully doing good until something strange happens. Above the buildings yet up in the sky, flew a tiring man with a dull aura yet strength in himself when he could hardly breath or do anything as his energy was draining out inside himself. "Ca-Can't fly more. My strength is weakening." He breathed heavily while trying to stay in the air but unfortunately, instead of hovering more in the air, his body started falling down the next minute. "I .... I ne-need res--" While the girl was walking by the table present in her office, all of a sudden that the roof of her office just collided and there crashed a man inside her workplace. Leaving her speechless yet shook for a long while. Shunt would be right to express her panting face. Her eyes widened. Every organ, limb, muscle just froze out of that shockingly sudden sight of a fallen man crashed in her workplace like that when she didn't blink and remained stood at her spot for quite a long while. While the man who laid above the crashed concrete of the roof, groaned in slight pain and later went silent. "H-He-Hey? A-Are you okay?" Gathering the courage to talk to that anonymously gorgeous yet injured fallen male, the girl gulped first and took a step later. Though she repeated herself but there was no answer to her words as after a long while that she put the pile of files aside and headed to make another effort of waking up that unconscious man. "Hey?! Mister? Are you okay?" Still there was no answer from him as he remained numb over the floor, going unconscious. The girl shook him, slapped him slightly but he wasn't waking up by any minute. "I guess, I should take him with me." She put his heavy limping arm over her fragile shoulder and managed to drag that massively heavy body upto the main gate, but before that, she did make a turn before leaving her workplace and looked towards the destroyed roof in complete disappointment, thinking about just one simple thing. "This is definitely gonna take my whole paycheck of this month to recover." Her sad sigh was also heartbreaking, but still she couldn't leave the uninvited guest like that. After reaching the main gate, from there onwards she got a cab and after hardly getting him inside the back of the car, she left. She safely reached her location. Her huge house, probably enough for her lonely self. "Gosh. You're so heavy!" After lying him down over the bed, she huffed a bit annoyingly and saw that he had his leg injured by the knee. Few bruises on his face and terrible scarlet scratches over his hands. Clothes were also slightly torn. Seemed like a very bad image. "Poor thing must have been beaten up so badly. I should let him rest for a while." Whispering to herself that she turned as she admitted that to herself. Talking to herself all the time must be a crazy thing. Her work at the office continued even the next day and she came back to the same condition of that man in her house. Finding him still unconscious and numb on the bed, just like the way she left. A sigh left her upset state as she stared him right there. His beautiful, young and angelic face covered in dry blood from few places, made her softly run her delicate fingers in his fluffy messy hair, when she conveyed her words further with a small smile. "You're so pretty. I'll call you furrball." _________ tbc
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