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1/5/2016 3:20:03 AM
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"Bye, my friend. I should hope to see you in a time soon. And thank you, I needed someone to speak to."
English
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[i]"Perhaps we might meet... But that won't ever be on my terms again."[/i] [b]Damien Ruffles his hair till it falls in its usual locks and spikes.[/b] [i]"Your father reminds me of my own. Bismarck... Damn fool. Fell for a woman and children... Classic story."[/i]
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"Bismarck? An alluring name. Care to elaborate?"
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[i]"Bismarck Lordan. A human that fell in love with a strange being... A goddess perhaps. Silana. He died fighting his own son... Lucio. Lucio is weak... Incredibly so, but a human is very little match for him. My twin used to have a lover of his own. Her death indirectly caused my mother's own. Since then... Nothing but turmoil. Enoch was always my true father at heart. If I ever see my father again he can suffer with his own god... Caldon."[/i]
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"An interesting story indeed."
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[i]"It's like a Greek mythology tragedy. It's terrible."[/i] [b]Damien puts on his light armor once more. He folds his mask and fur coat over his shoulder and gives her a normal smile. It's strange, seeing him give something so normal.[/b] [i]"See you on the other side."[/i]
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"You too, Damien."
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[b]He walks through the locker room and into the hall.[/b] [spoiler]End.[/spoiler]
