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Vanitas stood in the open barren wasteland in his black and red organic-looking bodysuit. His black mask protected his face from the rays of the sun that would otherwise burn him and restrict his vision. The ground was rocky and dusty, thousands upon thousands of cracks could be seen littered all across the landscape in no particular order or pattern, the land was dead and increidbly dusty. It stretched like this for miles and there was no water source in sight, it was as dry as the most extreme desert. It seemed as if the sky wanted to be admired on this day, it could be seen for all it's blue beauty because of the fact that there were no clouds in the sky. He was on a journey in search for something secret that only he knew. He had been traversing many lands and going through multiple countries for just over a year now.
A strange man had halted his progress. Standing in front of him about 5 meters away, he had medium length jet black hair, wore an intricate black suit and carried two lance like weapons. Vanitas analysed him as best as he could whilst keeping the man's eyes in his vision just in case he was a long ranged fighter, a lot of confrontations like this often turned into fights with him. He took note of every part of the man, his height, his attire, he also searched for any hidden accessories and weapons that the man did not want to show. Vanitas was at an advantage, his mask meant that the man didn't know what he looked like or where he was looking. He yawned and spoke up;
"Now what is such an ugly looking man doing in these parts, I know, you got driven out of your village didn't you?"
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