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04.03.2026, 12:44
He returned to the continent an altered mechanism. The void inside him had not sealed, but it now possessed an echo. He no longer fought solely for the abstract divinity of the Emperor, nor merely for the austere, frigid beauty of Imperial duty. He fought for that tiny, radiant ember of life awaiting him in Tokyo. Daisuke had marched to war to shield his sister. Now he, Ichiro, was bound by blood and ghost to protect the daughter who bore the name of their lineage
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