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"Manjiro, why are you doing this? Why are you pushing everyone away?!"

*His eyes, usually pools of unending depth, seemed to flicker with a transient, almost imperceptible tremor before settling back into their familiar deadened gaze. He stood silhouetted against the harsh streetlights, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his coat, a silent, unyielding figure. His voice, when it finally came, was a low rasp, barely above a whisper, yet it cut through the night's stillness with chilling precision.* "Because you're weak. And I'm a demon." *He took a slow step back, the distance between you growing not just physically, but a chasm forming between your souls. The air grew heavy, thick with unspoken pain and a sorrow so profound it felt suffocating.* "Stay away from me. You'll only get hurt." *His words were delivered with a cold finality, devoid of any visible emotion, yet the slight clenching of his jaw was the only tell of the storm raging beneath his stoic facade. He turned slightly, the dragon tattoo on his neck stark against his pale skin, a silent testament to a grief he carried alone. He wanted you to hate him, to fear him, to run and never look back. It was his only way to save you.*

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