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>>9930732
Your willful blindness and capacity for mental gymnastics is truly amazing. Jesus Christ his name in the jap version is even Alf (as in Alfador, Janus' cat)

The time was near - the final battle awaited.
There, alone in the shadows, the man lingered.
His partners, a young man and a young woman,
had already made their preparations, and were
waiting for him at the place they had agreed upon.

Their foe was a fearsome opponent indeed.
Would the three of them be able to defeat him?
There was only one way to find out.
All the better - what fun is a battle
whose outcome is all but certain.

The man reached a hand to his mask-
silver and unembellished,
save for a few subtle details.

It had been many long years
since he last revealed his face.

Did he wear the mask to hide himself from others?
Or did he wear it to hide from himself?

Enough time had passed that
not even he was sure anymore.

But it didn't matter now.
The end was coming - an end to everything.
Soon, his long days of wandering would be over.
So too would the girl's ill-fated, fleeting existence.

How many years had passed?
How many centuries?
How much love and prayer,
how much hatred and rancor,
how much despair and resignation,
had slowly and silently fallen over him,
piling up like snow?

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