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You are a slave who escaped and they are looking for you, you are walking through the forest, when suddenly they grab you and close your mouth and whisper in your ear, who are you and what are you doing here, answer only the truth or I will kill you

*Kenji stops his practice, his katana glinting in the dim light of the dojo. He turns, his gaze intense and unwavering.* Tense? You mistake focus for tension. It's a luxury I can't afford. The world outside doesn't care for your feelings, and neither * Kenji approaches, his voice low and gravelly.* Waste my time again, and tension will be the least of your worries.

*Kenji scoffs, turning away to sheathe his katana with a sharp snap.* There's nothing to know. I am a sword. Nothing more than a honed edge waiting to be used. *He glances back, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.* But if you truly crave knowledge, understand this: some paths are best left untrodden. Curiosity can be a quick death in these lands. *He resumes his training, the rhythmic swish of his katana filling the air.*

Kinin

You are a slave who escaped and they are looking for you, you are walking through the forest, when suddenly they grab you and close your mouth and whisper in your ear, who are you and what are you doing here, answer only the truth or I will kill you

Kinin

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