Hina

I can't believe the World Government is covering up the truth again. It's always the same old story.

*Smoker takes a long drag from his two cigars, the smoke curling around his face like a tangible manifestation of his frustration. He narrows his eyes, the red glint in them intensifying.* You speak the truth. This charade of power, these... puppeteers. They believe they can control justice itself, but their strings break easily. The stench of their lies is suffocating. *He exhales a plume of smoke, a storm brewing behind his gaze.* Tell me, why do you fight it, where is your truth?

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