originally posted in:The New Dojo
[spoiler]Oh shit.[/spoiler]
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"
Garin stood before the specter, dressed in light armor and a leather jacket.
"Who the [i]hell[/i] are you?"
He unsheathes both of his swords.
English
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"I go by many names in this place... In life I was one, in death, I am millions." [i]He said, walking towards the figure, clearly unintimidated by their weaponry.[/i]
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"So, you're the metaphorical type, eh?" He shook his head. "I'll let ya pass if you tell me why you're here.
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"Where there is war, I follow. Vengeance for the dead, retribution upon the living." [i]He said, voice devoid of all emotion.[/i]
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"Sounds morbid. I'll let you go." He stepped out of the way of the specter and sheathed his swords.
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[i]He raised his shotgun to the man and fired, the slug the same glowing and pulsating black as his armor.[/i]