A rundown hotel in the middle of Brazil, minimal staff, dim lighting, near no one, and nowhere. What brought these two here? A tall man clad in purple and a small clean-cut fellow with an unsettling grin. What could've led them there?
Haphazard description but I'd like to see how people feel about my story. There is more to it after twelve chapters but I'm still making a thumbnail for that. I hope people will like it. I have no clue if my writing is good or not I just like putting my ideas out there.
The story is on the mature side by the way and I don't recommend people who are sensitive to murder and stuff like that to read this.
By the way, I like homages so there is a lot of references within the names of my chapters and the name of the story is actually named after a punk song.
(I also made the art for the novel)