A lone wolf appears in the city! Gun in his left hand, nothingness in his right. A deep blue of violence spreads across the ashen city!

"Me? I have no homeland. I enjoy drinking vodka and chewing rock-like black wheat bread at the breakfast table."

A heretic, alone before an empire of fifteen thousand violent beings, his true homeland was a handful of nothingness...

(Source: Mr.Blue, translated)

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