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▦ And yet, Kotaro continues to reach a hand out to his brother, in hopes that they can live a normal life together once more ― even if he's aware how futile it is.
▦ Nobuhiko is too far gone, by now, and has committed ―
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― the recesses of his mind.
▦ At NOX's words, Shadow Moon clenches his fist, fingers digging into his palm.
. . . My wrath goes beyond death. It will burn, until Black Sun's flame is extinguished.
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Perhaps that is the way to describe it.
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▦ Even if, largely, Nobuhiko is the one known as Shadow Moon now, occasionally, the person who he used to be will shine through.
▦ One may even wonder, what would have happened ―
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― to Nobuhiko if he wasn't taken by Golgom that day? What if Black Sun were Golgom's loyal warrior instead?
▦ What if, what if, what if. A constant stream of these potential futures and alternate scenarios occasionally enter through ―
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'Freedom' . . .
▦ Shadow Moon looks at his silver-plated body. Perhaps he'll never be free ― eternally doomed to chase Black Sun, his body forever a reminder of Golgom's cursed actions.
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