Energlitch : Deathling

The boy was an ordinary human, the youngest brother of a sister who's life not that amazing, a poor financial background I supposed. That one particular afternoon as a day about to end, he was walking alone throughout the city slump, and hanging out doesn't really amusing to him. An hour before, he was writing a poem in the soccerfield, his clique made fun out of him, the boy i'snt silly, he's just not feeling good about his home, that's the day he was last seen. As he strangled to an enchanted biomechanic realm.