[ His eyes narrow, the silence ticking by as his heart beats on, unperturbed by the irony of its continued existence. Finally Natsuno speaks, his eyes still blood red, his incisors still jutting out past his lips.
Fine, if this is how things are going to be- ]
I won't repeat myself, but don't forget what I am. I haven't.
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Fine, if this is how things are going to be- ]
I won't repeat myself, but don't forget what I am. I haven't.