"Immortality can come in many form, but for me... well it's the hopelessness of death only to wake up in another body."
'ɎØɄ ₩łⱠⱠ ₦ɆVɆⱤ Ɇ₴₵₳₱Ɇ'
"Right, right everytime I wake up, I always have this sword beside me, my guess is the reason for my purgatory I call living."
'Ş̸̸̧̛̛̞̻͇̹̳̖͓̯̹̟̝͗̏̀̓̃ͯ͒̈̽ͪͥ̉̓͂̈́̕͡u̵̷̦ͤ̀_̨̯͙̲̪̥̫̙̗͉̝͋ͧ̉ͧ̓͋͋̕͜͠͝ͅf̰̜̗ͥͤͪ̊̇̊f̶̧̝͇̘̝͇͎̟̹̅ͤ̆̓͊ͮ͑̉̔͗̃̉͐ͯ̒͌̅ê̱̼͎͂̈͘͢r̸̷̷̨̡̢̮̦̬̙̼̟͙̙͛ͧͭ̈́̎̈̌ͮ͑̂̍̂̋̐ͦ̐̓̈ͫ'
"Vessel: human, status: suffering"
Ⱳē ⱥɍē ɄꞨ
"Well aignt that a bit of a knicker twister, so whenever I reincarnate whatever that means, I add another voice in me head."
Ⱳē ⱥɍē ɄꞨ
"Indeed so, this... is a conundrum indeed... haha HAHAHAHAHA"
"What's wrong with him?" Kafka turned to the deranged scientist who is holding a red sword.
"Donno, I think his mind went delulu after hitting his head or something." Silver answered, casually chewing a bubblegum.
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