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“Bullets bounced off his obsidian-hardened body, a body forged to withstand even nuclear weapons. Yet, an ache gnawed at him, slicing through the armour of his heartless, battle-worn shell. No words, no weapon, could harm what was forged, but the pain of their sacrifice, especially hers, remained—eternally engraved within his soul.” — Blade Seventh
Bullets bounced off his obsidian-hardened body, a body forged to withstand even nuclear weapons. Yet, an ache gnawed at him, slicing through the armour of his heartless, battle-worn shell. No words, no weapon, could harm what was forged, but the pain of their sacrifice, especially hers, remained—eternally engraved within his soul.