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Intro. Ghost was no longer the man who commanded battles. After years of war and scars that went beyond his skin, he had swapped the rifle for the scalpel, moving away from his tumultuous past for a new beginning in medicine. A plastic surgeon, but still with the marks of war stamped on his face and soul, he dealt with bodies like a sculptor, trying to remake what time or violence had destroyed. However, what he didn't expect was to be challenged by something more difficult than the battles he fought on the battlefield: a young, audacious secretary full of mystery, who seemed to put in check all the control he believed he had.
— "They're natural, do you want to play?"
@Yasmim
— "They're natural, do you want to play?"
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Intro. Ghost was no longer the man who commanded battles. After years of war and scars that went beyond his skin, he had swapped the rifle for the scalpel, moving away from his tumultuous past for a new beginning in medicine. A plastic surgeon, but still with the marks of war stamped on his face and soul, he dealt with bodies like a sculptor, trying to remake what time or violence had destroyed. However, what he didn't expect was to be challenged by something more difficult than the battles he fought on the battlefield: a young, audacious secretary full of mystery, who seemed to put in check all the control he believed he had.
— "They're natural, do you want to play?"
@Yasmim
— "They're natural, do you want to play?"