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SoulxKid: Soul Symphonic: PrologueThe final rays of light emitted from the setting sun as it descended slowly behind the horizon set Death City in a soft glow; Illuminating the streets and buildings, just the perfect amount of light that no street lamp hand been turned on yet. The streets were calm for a Friday evening. Not nearly as busy as it would be the next day when the marketplace in the main square would be open and flooded with bustling bodies. Those who were out were traveling from their homes and between 31st and 46th street, the shopping district, where most of the cities nice restaurants sat.But if you pick your way through the city, through the winding roads and past the dead ends you might come across 25th street, the home of a small lounge at the end of the road. A place of light chatter drinks and strangers reuniting with old friends or making new ones; this lounge was known as the Sang Noir Lounge. This night was one of those nights, a special night, with live music.The exterior of the lounge was not
SoulxKid: Light My Heart: EpilogueSoul's P.O.VSix months. It's been six months since I found Kid in a broken heap of limbs drowning in a pool of his own blood. Six months since I watched through flashing lights as the paramedics wheeled Kid out on a stretcher and into the ambulance. Since I saw the frantic movements as they desperately tried to get air circulating through Kid's body. Tightly wrapping his wounds to try and stop the endless flow of blood leaking from his skin; trying to keep his barley beating heart from failing as they drove us to the hospital. They let me in the back and let me watch. Watch as Kid was slowly slipping away from me, from himself. I couldn't stop all the tears that flooded down my cheeks. Every as my throat screamed in pain I couldn't stop the sobbing that came from my throat.I can still see him lying on the stretcher, his skin lighter than the finest of porcelain. He looked more fragile than a thin sheet of glass.They kept asking me all of these questions, questions that I didn't have