[Death is an unavoidable fact of life for the Blade Children. It haunted their steps, whether as the perpetrators or the victims. They were born to kill, would be suspected of it even if they hadn't lifted a single finger in such a way, preemptively assigned a mortal sin before they were old enough to even commit such a thing.
Many had died for this. Many, too, had bloodied their hands - if only because they had been threatened with death first and sought a future in spite of it. And from the sea of names, one in particular comes to mind, a friend, an ally, a mentor, a protector.
A hunter. An enemy. A corpse. A coffin. A grave. It hasn't even been more than a couple hours since she visited and saw the fresh bouquet left by his brother.]
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Many had died for this. Many, too, had bloodied their hands - if only because they had been threatened with death first and sought a future in spite of it. And from the sea of names, one in particular comes to mind, a friend, an ally, a mentor, a protector.
A hunter. An enemy. A corpse. A coffin. A grave. It hasn't even been more than a couple hours since she visited and saw the fresh bouquet left by his brother.]