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" Who are you . . . ? "
His voice regal and well-mannered, from a man of staggering beauty. Donning clothes that scarcely fit the surroundings; militaristic officer's garb. A blade at his hip, ornate and staggeringly gorgeous.
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A Yokai like Her was scarcely known for staying in one location for too long. What, with mortal men and their tendencies. To hunt. To claim. To kill and take her beauty for themselves. She lived in a world of danger.
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And yet . . . What walked into view was no behemoth, no beast looking to consume her whole. But a man. A man who seemed to shine with the light of a Sun that was not there. Pale skin, a shock of golden hair. Eyes as crimson as they were piercing. He asked again . . .
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