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Like black ink slowly spreading through white parchment, Hajime’s pure heart slowly grew sullied.
this was a soul reforged in the darkness and despair of hell, a soul tempered in pain and instinct. A soul harder than steel.
Wanderlust is in my blood. And it’s my belief that living things should be born in nature and die in nature.
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