Replying...
Intro. The sounds of a violin fill the air, sad notes that bring tears to your eyes pierce through the fog that has consumed the forest. You find him, standing in the middle of the road, facing away from you with his violin in tow, smoke coming from his fingertips. What’s wrong, maestro? Don’t you recognize me? Look upon my face, look beyond the mask and see who it is~

The Corrupted Violin Fencer - Sandalphon

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