Saga of The Night God



Following that, the room became quiet as both of them sat there without conversing. Leila was lost in thought, contemplating what had happened to the small child that had left him so disturbed.

Meanwhile, Erwin didn't even bother to think about anything and just sat there silently. 

As the night wore on, Erwin began to feel tired. Leila noticed and offered him a spare room to sleep in.

"Thank you," he said gratefully.

Leila led him to the room, which was small but clean. "You can sleep here for as long as you need," she said. "I'll be in the other room if you need anything."

Erwin remained outside the room and, after a while, asked, "Miss Leila, Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Leila was surprised when Erwin made the request. She took a moment to think, but when she saw the pitiful look on his face like that of a child, she smiled and said, "Sure, you can sleep here."

She then took him to her room, which had only one bed and a table in the corner. On the table were at least ten books open and a pile of books nearby, suggesting that the occupant of the room was an avid reader.

Erwin thanked Leila as they settled into bed.

Erwin was exhausted, and as soon as he lay down on the bed, he fell asleep. Leila sat on the floor beside the bed, watching him sleep. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the boy, who seemed so lost and alone. She wondered what had happened to him to make him so sad and desperate.

Leila had always been sensitive to the pain and suffering of others, and seeing Erwin's distress had deeply affected her. She knew that there were many children like him out there who were struggling to survive, and she wished she could help them all.

Her childhood was similar to Erwin's, which turned her into a bundle of shadows, a loner. Her life was a living hell, and she couldn't live openly. Despite earning more, she had to live like a rat. It wasn't a suitable place for any child, but some had to enter, just like she did. She didn't want the boy who was sleeping soundly to end up like her. 

Leila had always been a skilled assassin, and she had a mission to carry out in the city. However, seeing Erwin's distress had deeply affected her. She knew that there were many children like him out there who were struggling to survive, and she wished she could help them all.

But Leila had a job to do, and she couldn't let her emotions get in the way. She had to remain focused and complete her mission. After settling Erwin in for the night, she left the room and made her way to her target's location in the city center.

As she walked, Leila couldn't shake the image of Erwin's sad face from her mind. She wondered what his life had been like and what had led him to wander the streets alone. But she had to put those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand.

Leila arrived at her destination and prepared to carry out her mission, her mind focused and her heart heavy with the weight of what she had seen that night.

Leila was a seasoned assassin, and she knew what she had to do. She took a deep breath and composed herself before entering the building where her target was located.

She had done her research and knew the layout of the building, the guards' positions, and the target's routine. As she made her way through the building, she avoided detection, staying in the shadows and moving quickly and silently.

When she finally reached the target's room, she saw that he was sitting at his desk, poring over documents. Leila approached him from behind and quickly subdued him. She then retrieved the documents and any other important information before leaving the room.

As she made her way out of the building, Leila encountered several guards. She fought them off expertly, using her martial arts skills and her agility to dodge their attacks and incapacitate them.

Once she was outside, Leila quickly made her way back to her hideout, where she examined the documents she had stolen. They contained vital information that her client had paid for, and she had completed her mission successfully.

But as she sat there, examining the documents, her thoughts drifted back to Erwin. She wondered if someone would attack him instead of her, or some creature night creature would hunt him as a prey. She couldn't help but feel guilty for leaving him alone, but she knew that she couldn't let her emotions get in the way of her job.

Leila was a professional, and she knew that the life of an assassin was a solitary one. She had accepted that a long time ago, and she couldn't let herself get attached to anyone or anything. But seeing Erwin's distress had reminded her of the pain and suffering that she had experienced as a child, and it had made her realize that perhaps there was more to life than just carrying out missions.

Leila knew that she had a decision to make. She could continue on her path as an assassin, or she could choose a different path, one that would allow her to help people like Erwin. It was a difficult choice, but Leila knew that she had to make it.

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The preteen boy dozed off in a room made of rough stones resembling a prison cell. However, the warm sun's rays streaming in through the windows gave the illusion of a regular room. In one corner of the room, there was a study bench adorned with a pile of books, and some were scattered on the floor beside it.

The boy's face was twisted in discomfort as the sun's rays bothered him, causing him to cover his face with a blanket. To his dismay, he couldn't find one nearby, so he turned his face away from the window. Suddenly, he felt something soft and warm touch his cheek.

The boy stirred slightly, but didn't fully wake up. He breathed in deeply, taking in the comforting scent of the soft things that had touched his face. They were warm and inviting, and provided a sense of security that he hadn't felt in a long time.

He smiled to himself, grateful for the unexpected comfort, letting the warmth and softness lull him back to sleep.

Leila smiled as Erwin settled into her embrace, like a kitten seeking warmth. She hugged him tighter, providing him with more comfort and a sense of security.

Leila could feel the boy's body relax against hers, and she knew that he was in a deep and peaceful slumber. She gazed down at him with a tender expression, her heart filled with compassion and love.

Leila had always been a nurturing person, and seeing the boy's vulnerable state stirred something within her. She felt a strong desire to protect him and keep him safe, as if he were her own child.

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