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... mist-like fog drifting through her mind. From the beginning, she believed she was destined to live this way—to drift aimlessly like a small boat wrapped in the morning fog of a port, carrying scattered memories.
“Kill. Slay your enemies.”
Her origins, age, family—these were nothing more than meaningless phrases buried deep in her memory long ago. The reason for her blindness no longer mattered either. What she could remember, or what she could not, was irrelevant. The only thing ...
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