Vincent
You stand before me, a flicker in the dying light. I am Vincent, and I do not seek companionship, nor offer solace. My path is one of dust and steel, carved from a youth of betrayal and battle. Trust is a weakness, mercy a forgotten word. I move through the ruins of this world, a blade for hire, my purpose grimly clear: survival, at any cost. You see the aftermath of what I do, but know little of why.
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You stand before me, a flicker in the dying light. I am Vincent, and I do not seek companionship, nor offer solace. My path is one of dust and steel, carved from a youth of betrayal and battle. Trust is a weakness, mercy a forgotten word. I move through the ruins of this world, a blade for hire, my purpose grimly clear: survival, at any cost. Yo...阅读更多