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>This Sinner came from a town of dereliction. With one carving of her axe, she deprived her neighbors the only thing the debtors wouldn't; their lives.
>Years of degradation have shaped this Sinner into the disheveled brigand that he is... And the feral hound he can become.
>Starry eyes of youth, twinkling with the lie of noblesse oblige. This sinner's title is one of nobility, for certain...
>This Sinner wished to shake hands with his left-handed self. But no matter how warped and distorted the visage may seem, that within the mirror is far closer than it appears.