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Dialogue
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 Blade Lineage Salsu Sinclair
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Which side could be the real me...
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The child was afraid of himself.
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He couldn't control his own shifts, and he lacked the courage to decide for himself.
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"What if he really was just a crazed murderer?" Such thoughts befuddled and clouded the child's head.
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The people this child met among the Blade Lineage praised his tendencies as the mentality of a true slayer....
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But those compliments didn't do him much good when he himself doesn't want to be like that.
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Rather than inspire confidence, they only serve to burden him.
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Thus, he still struggles to find his place between the pleasure of bloodshed and the unease it makes him feel.
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 Blade Lineage Salsu Sinclair
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The moon is so bright...
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Expelling a breath, the child looked up into the sky.
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Gazing at the moon in solitude was the one thing that could bring him comfort.
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