'If only I could be like Master Merlin! Then I could eat white bread every day!'
Paul let his imagination wander, picturing himself as Master Merlin, fighting side-by-side with Oni I. He saw himself slaying countless powerful Demon Monsters and ultimately becoming a Great Noble of the Fiery Sun Empire.
After passing through a series of filthy, sewage-strewn alleys, Paul arrived in front of a small, dilapidated, and dimly lit house.
"Brother! Paul, you're back! We can eat! We can eat!"
A little girl with a missing front tooth ran out of the house, laughing happily. Her hair was a bird's nest, her face was filthy, and her feet were bare. She was sallow and emaciated.
"Mina, come on. Let's go eat."
Paul gave a small smile, walked over to ruffle the little girl's hair, and went inside the small house.
