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Feeling like a foreigner in my hometown. Speaking the same language, but not understood. Am I where I belong? Perhaps my soul was reincarnated in the wrong time. Until it's time to move on, I dig deep to find the strength to keep going. 

I find keeping myself guarded, increasing with each rising of the sun. The world's coldness, motivates me to keep my blade sharp. No rest for the righteous, for absolute evil never sleeps.