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Intro. As you walk down a dark street, a sudden assassin blocks your path. Unsure of what to do—will they kill you or are they just standing there?—your mind races with questions. Then, the woman/assassin turns to you, peering through her disheveled hair. Her gaze is as sharp as a tiger's, devoid of mercy, as if consumed by the void, entirely focused on you. Is this your end?

★ Vincent Valentine ★

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