METRYERS

Prologues

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A woman's body was found in the middle of the forest with her body cut into pieces, and some of her organs were missing. It is suspected that this death was a result of murder! how are you doing, please read here.

Lately the city of Wendlyn is under threat of a killer, many people have been victims, and most immediately killed. Although not killed they will also lose their memory when asked the characteristics of the killer.

All citizens are concerned about this, the government has implemented a strict system for access to forest so as not to take any more casualties. My parents were even very wary and became very strict towards me. Even I would love to uncover a serial murder case that still has no bright spot at all. Was the killer also a cannibal who made some organs from his victims disappear, or because he wanted to sell them? I don't know.

When the victim is identified there is absolutely no trace of the perpetrator's fingerprints, or any traits at all. Really makes it difficult for police to find the bright spot of the murder. Maybe my goal is not to be a forensic or even a police officer, but this case is very interesting to me to help find out the truth.

Is Wendlyn a remote town the target of the killer in order to take control of the city? I don't know, there could be such a possibility.

My name is Leonavyn Axvizer. Axvizer is my family name. You can call me Leonavyn, it must be complete. I'd be really upset if someone called my name incomplete, like just Leo, or Navyn. I have 2 older brothers named Fraxinavezar Axvizer, Lexozarvoe Axvizer. To be honest we are a family that has their own strengths, but I feel I do not have the skills that should be owned by each member of my family, but my mother said I might not be able to use them, he said, or it can't be active yet to be used.

But even though I'm a little different from my family, I don't really care about that. Maybe this is who I am, more unique than my parents and my older brother, even many say that I could have been their adopted son. But anyway I'm sure my family must be my biological family, it wouldn't be possible for my name to have Axvizer's name if I wasn't their child.

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Now I'm sitting in my classroom writing something on paper from my favorite binder book. I came too early so the class was still quiet, only 1 or 2 children were here, including me. They were busy chatting together, and gossiping about something, a little sometimes I also eavesdropped on their conversation.

One of them was discussing a new student who was going to school at my school. And he said men, they seemed enthusiastic about the arrival of the students, especially the women in my class. I don't know, I'm so uninterested in those things, that I hate so much the one whose name is in love, because I think falling in love can drive me crazy thinking about someone I love and not focusing on living my days and this precious time.

Time runs fast enough, it does not feel that many students have started coming to school to get an education. To be honest, it felt like I was engulfed by the crowd in this class, there were 30 students who could not stand still at all, making me want to kill them one by one, tear them apart until I can give them to my beloved dog named Hego.

A man who I thought was very foreign to my eyes also came with his song that looked unsightly. He sat next to me without excuse. Was he never taught tatakrama by his parents? uh! really sucks.

I sighed, then stopped my activities. My focus was on getting her to socialize with the kids in my class. If I wasn't the class president I wouldn't be doing this either. Socializing and familiarizing yourself with someone who seems to make me very upset.

"Hello, meet me Leonavyn Axvizer. I'm the class president, this class. You're a new student?" ask me as gently as possible in order to give a good first impression to the man.

"Xavier Abrahams" short is dense and painful. Although he returned my hand but the answer was very heart-piercing and unpleasant to hear. Why would there be someone like this? I mean, respect the few people who talk to her!

My gaze was different from her, and my feeling was bad for her as well. Like there's something secret in it. Bad Eve feels so sharp in me.

Soon the bell rang and the teachers began to enter their classes. Miss Ves is the homeroom teacher, my class. Beautiful, kind, and cheap grades, in the eyes of the lesson we always get high, not only to the students of his class but to other students as well.

Ms. Ves is now standing in front of the blackboard, smilingly indicating that she is ready to spend her days with all of us happily. "Good morning kids, how are you after your nearly 3 Weeks of vacation? I hope it's okay. We have new student arrivals. Go ahead and introduce yourself, Xavier" said Ms Ves, whose gaze now focused on the man standing beside me.

Xavier stepped off his bench to move forward. The man cleared his throat before finally starting to introduce himself before my class. "Hello everyone, introduce me Xavier Abrahams, you can call me Xavier, thank you" again short solid and unclear, even the origin is not shown.

"Is that all? Just so you don't?" ask Miss Ves.

"Personal." she replied briefly. Yes it's okay, but there's a little awkward in me.

"well, please come back to your seat, I'll start Monday in the second semester with a little surprise for all of you"

While the other students were focusing on their faces, which they thought were very handsome, I was only focusing on the way that I said was a little unique.

The man sat back on his stool and refocused on his previous activities. Is he really the type of person who is quiet or is he irritable to talk?