C218 Ryoko(18)
With his satchel slung over his shoulder, heavy with pliers, Chen Yu stepped out into the evening.
Darkness had settled, and the streetlights along the road flickered to life.
His eyes deepened, and within his pupils, he could discern the world's space filled with colorless, fine cobweb strands. They reflected the surrounding light, barely outlining a discernible path
