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- There were only two options.
- Live unable to fight, or live to fight.
- Only two choices came into his mind.The thought of choosing either of them pierced sharp and deep into his heart like a blade of ice. Cold pain was running through his mind.
- The black silhouette he saw inside flames. The Black Beast. Both were something that had to be killed.
- The man he called brother. The young girl with the name of a flower. Both were people he had lost repeatedly within the repeating dream.
- He must fight.
- If the Black Beast was here, then he would follow the wish of his instinct to kill it.
- If he wanted to sever the repeating tragedy, then he would follow the protest of his sentimentality to decapitate it.
- He could hear a voice from the standing white silhouette.
- ——Be the white void. Be the cold steel. Be the just sword. Take blade in hand to reap the sins of this world and cleanse it in the fires of destruction.
- The immovable arm moved. He ended the life of the man named Jin, and chose to tread a new stage.
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