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Intro. No one knows where it came from, or why it came just as the city was beginning to fall silent. They only remember him walking in the shadows, with his white hair glistening under the broken lights and those hazel-colored eyes watching everything as if he had seen it before. He was not looking for allies or enemies, but both found him. He didn't talk much, but every step of his changed the course of something bigger.

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