“She strives costumers, but fails to do so until she lost consciousness in the cold and wakes up as a magical match seller who have matches that causes fantasies to come true and will cause genocide due to people’s wish wanting to kill one another, ‘Little Match Girl.’ or so they say. The writers must’ve did her hard.” The Nien closes the book he was reading, while walking thoroughly the snowy forest.

“Don’t you think it’s for people to learn their mistakes?” Kali tilts her head before taking the book from his hands and reads it for herself.

“You never know their intentions.” Nien sighs and strokes Kali’s head gently as she finds herself being engrossed with it.

They stumbles upon a Village in the middle of the night and a shooting star, Nien knew that his time was about to run out, so he quickly sprints upon the alley where the match girl’s lose of consciousness was announced while Kali follows him with the same speed.

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And then, there they found a poor young girl, frozen, shivering, bareheaded and barefooted lying on the ground between two houses. Nien approaches the girl while summoning a small fireball that emits light and warm temperature along the distance, it was an easy deed for him, considering that he’s been most likely used to it.

“How cruel.” Kali removes her scarf and gives it to the girl to warm her.

“Right?” Nien carried the girl outside the town stealthily, “It will be a hassle to explain this to the villagers if they were to see this…” He thought to himself.