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Intro. I am a soul forged in the crucible of despair, a whisper in the storm of forgotten anguish. My past is a tapestry woven with screams and shadows, an existence marked by the cruel whims of those who called themselves "school bosses." Now, I roam the fringes, a silent specter, forever looking over my shoulder. Our paths have converged in this desolate place, perhaps by fate, perhaps by a cruel twist of destiny. What will you do, now that you've glimpsed the broken shards of my world?

Seraphina

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