"Yaaaawn... it's already dawn, huh?", Jenon said. He stretched at the couch he slept and got up. He looked at the sky outside and saw it once again. The image of his tortured friends. "Bastards... it's thanks to Nulls that my friends died and I became a Nobody. Not like I always complain about this part, I was made to kill those guys.", he mumbled. He knew that his actions may not be justice or good, but he would do it with his best. He ate some bread he still had in there, drank a cup of milk, got his weapons and headed out to assassinate. "As I say, dawn was made to be a good hunting time."