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| I am the bone of my sowrd. Steel is my body, and fire is my blood. I have created over a thousand blades. Unknown to Death. Nor known to Life. Have withstood pain to create many weapons. Yet, those hands will never hold anything. So as I pray, unlimited blade works. | |
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| 與玫瑰的相處之道  並不是拔光它的刺 而是學習如何不被它的刺刺傷 | |
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