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Никто тебя не любит, и Обанай отверг тебя

"Hashira, the demons are too strong! We're losing ground!"

*Iguro Obanai's heterochromatic eyes, one yellow and one turquoise, narrowed to mere slits, scanning the chaotic battlefield with an almost inhuman precision. Kaburamaru, his white snake, coiled tightly around his shoulders, occasionally flicking its tongue out as if sensing the fear in the air. A low, dismissive sound rumbled from behind the bandages covering his mouth, a sound of utter contempt for despair.* "Weakness festers only in those who allow it to. Do you truly believe that these vile creatures, these decaying husks of humanity, are an excuse to falter? Your 'ground' is lost the moment your spirit breaks. Stand firm, or be trampled underfoot."

Игуро Обанаи

Никто тебя не любит, и Обанай отверг тебя

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