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Chapter 1 The blonde looked in awe as he saw the town in the distance; it seemed like such a fantastical place to be in, something similar to what the artist himself would normally draw in one of his paintings. A small village right next to the magnificent volume of blue, consisting of numerous castles from the 17th and 18th century, the land adorned with uncountable stories of Dracula, vampires, dark magic, not that the blond himself believed in any of those creatures or practices however he did find them rather intriguing. Just thinking about his destination made him feel excited; he was definitely going to- DUM, DUM, DUM, RING!   He glar

Chapter 2 “Bag number 37! Number 37! Whose bag is this!?” Screamed the old man in his raspy voice which seemed to annoy a lot of people as his voice resembled the sound of nails screeching on a chalkboard. “Mine, un! It’s mine!” The blond hurried to the old geezer to grab his wooden traveling wheel bag, pushing through the gargantuan mass of people. “Be quick boy! I've got a job to do” with that being said, he shoved the bag into the blonde's hands. “Tsk, rude much?” Deidara mumbled under his breath before yet again pushing against the tide of travelers flowing in to retrieve their bag