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❝All those that walk this earth are the main characters of their own tragedies. All steal, and from all, something is stolen. We can’t help it. That’s who we are. Steal, and be stolen. Imprison, and be imprisoned. Follow, and be followed. Do, and be done upon. Affirm and negate over and over. We fight ceaselessly to save ourselves from loss. And yet the people and places we love will one day surely be lost. We will all surely be forgotten. Life is sad. Empty.❞
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N̦̱̫̐͑ͨ͑a͙͍̥̖̱̰̟m̸͈̾͐ͬͤͪe͙: Kaneki Ken| 金木 研
N̔͊̐̓ͨ͋ͫi̙͍̠̯̯̦͋͝c̵̓ͬ͋̆k̦͈̃̊ǹ̜̹̪͕̺͓a̱̤͍͇̥̍͘m͘e̡̘̱̪͍ͬ̍̒: Sasaki Haise| 佐々木 琲世
Gender: Male
Age: 23
C̩̻̜l̊̌͏̦̹͕̯͍a͚̟̺̦̮̲̬ͬ̊͊͠n̖͍̩͖̞͋͐́: Claymore | No.1 O̞͓ɴ̠͕͕ᴇ̖͎̭̳̳̖͕ ̘̣Eʏ̣̗̹̹͚ᴇ̬̞͔̺ᴅ͈͚̟̰͎ ̳̯̻͍̦͢ͅK̗̩̺̣̩̺̣͠ɪ̪ɴ̷͓ɢ҉̯͔̱͉̜̩ͅ
Blood Type: AB
Birthday: December 20th
Looks: As a child, Kaneki had all the same features he has now as an adult with black hair. As a normal academy student, Kaneki was a scrawny young man with little to no athletic background who preferred to read books. In his free time, he wore casual clothes. At work, he wore the standard Anteiku waiter uniform, consisting of black trousers and a grey waistcoat over a white dress shirt and a brown necktie. His ghoul mask resembles a leather gimp mask with an eye patch. It bears a lipless mouth that shows large, gnashing teeth, much like restrained asylum monster. The bolts sticking out of his neck and the fact that he is an artificial ghoul remind a Frankenstein theme.
After being tortured by Yamori, his appearance changed drastically. His hair became completely white, and his nails were blackened. He began to favor monochrome clothing, and wore a form-fitting black bodysuit with cutouts when going into battle. In the years since adopting the identity of Haise Sasaki, his hair began to develop black streaks growing out from the crown. He wore the standard business attire of a formal ninja, favoring black dress shirts and pinstripe pants with a knee-length white trench coat. After the events of the battles, his hair slowly began to revert back to its original color with almost no white remaining. After the fateful understanding, his appearance has changed drastically again. His hair has completely reverted to its original black color, and he has begun to wear a pair of round eyeglasses similar to those worn by his mother. He wears a black version of the previous said trench coat, pairing a black dress shirt with black slacks and a long, black trench coat. In contrast, he wears a pair of red gloves that disguise his right hand still suffering battle damage.
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Personality: Kan̡eki's̶ ͏men̸t̸al̨ s͢ta̢te undergoes extreme changes over the course of the series. Before his torture, Kaneki would at times refer to his actions as "we" or "us," albeit mostly while in a stressed state. Kaneki personifies his feelings to an extent that they take the form of people existing within his mind. When meeting these mental constructs, Kaneki enters a limbo-like state where he converses with them. Kaneki initially only entered this state when he is under extreme duress or near-death, and later included during calm settings for conversation.
In Kurogakure, the mental construct took on the appearance of Kaneki, initially appearing as Yamori's prisoner while donning his kakuja mask. This "Kaneki" torments him, demanding to be accepted and given back his body. Sasaki denied this being, which leads him to moments of instability whenever he uses his ghoul powers. When he is finally forced to accept his past and honor the request to "look" at "Kaneki," the projection appears to him as a white-haired child who he feels the need to protect. In the months following, Sasaki and "Kaneki" regularly converse with each other. Unlike previous constructs, Sasaki often imagines the child in the real world, picturing the child going through normal activities such as reading. Though they have reached an understanding, the child "Kaneki" tells Sasaki that the two of them cannot continue to co-exist and one will eventually vanish. During Sasaki's fight with Karren, a heavily injured Sasaki once again retreats to his mind. The child then confronts him, taunting Sasaki for not being able to protect himself. Sasaki attacks the child, which prompts him to unsuppress his memories of being abused as Kaneki. As these memories came back to him, the child expressed that Kaneki was trying to die during the events at V14. He also desired to be loved by everyone that knows him, regardless of how his actions may obtain the desired result, be them with good or bad intentions, which the mental child Kaneki perceives as salvation. Sasaki regards himself as a "dream," caused when he began to desire. After Sasaki accepted his past, he resolves to quit "dreaming."
Du͢r̶ing͞ ͘S̢asa̧k̸i's ͘f͏ight ͞w̶it̸h ̕Aŗima̧ ̨a̛t͞ C̕o̸ch͏l͝e̛ą,́ t̸he l̛a͟t̶te̛r҉ sava̧ge̡ly ͜bea̴ts h͜im to͝ the b̵r̀in͝k of ̧de̶a͡th.͠ ҉A̕s ҉Sa̕sak̨i w͠a̵s ̢ab͞o̴ut̷ to ̀s͏úcc͏umb ͠to̕ h͜is ̕i͝n͡j͟uries͜ and͠ dìe, ̡h͏is ̀m̶e̴ntàl ̕ćơn҉stru̡ct͠ tąkes̨ ͠t͘h̕e fo͟r͟m̡ of ͜Hid̕e͘.̛ ͠"Hi͞de"̧ ̸sc͞ol͠ds̛ hi͡m҉ ͢f̢o̢r͏ ̀h͟is s͠el͝f͢i̸sh͡ ̶e̛xc̵use̡s̨, ̀de͠d̕u̡c͏in̶g t͏ha͟t S͠a͠saki ͟haḑ h̴ear̀d̡ thé ̛soun̷d of͏ t̴h́e ͘c͘o̡mpa̢c̴t͏or͢ ͝an͜d ͞a͜ske̢d͘ wh҉èt̵her he̵ ̡w̨as͢ ok͟a̢y̴ wi͏th͡ seȩi̧ng͟ ́hi̢s ̸frie̸nds ́d͏yinǵ ̶a͝nd ̧l͠et͜t̵in҉g ̷h͡i͟s ̸e͞ffo̷r̷ts̶ ̷be̵ ̀in v̡ain. ͜"Hi̢de"̷ ̢enc̷ou̵ŗa̕g̸ed Sas̴a̶k̕i͢ t͡o͘ l̴ive,̡ ͢r̸emi̴ǹd͜i͝ng ͞t̀hat h̶e͡ s̵a͟c̷ri̧f̡i͝ced ̀h̡imse̵lf ̨w͟ith t͏he go͝al o͟f̀ ́"l̵i̡v́ing͡ ̴t͘o͜ge͝t̴h́e̢r ͟wit͠h hiḿ" ́a̵n̶ḑ t͏h̷át li̵v̴ing ͟wou͟l͡d ͝a͜ll͘ow̕ Sa̴s̢aki͏ ͜t̷o̶ f̨i͜nd ̧a͏ pur͜p̀o̧s͘e̡ ̵in ͏li҉f̶e.̛Sa̟̻̖͖̺͚̳ș̝̘̘̙ḁ͚̼ki̠͉̦'͇̬̣̞s͈ ͍̻͙͙̗a͇̯͓̮ppe͔̝a̯̳̣͇̦͎͈ra͓̜̗̹͎͔nc͙e b̟̞e̠̪̩͕g̱̬in̳s͉̩̰̥͙ ̼͚̭t̯o̱̺̰̩ ̪r̩̯͓̬͇e͉̼̠̼ͅv͙̖̝͕er͖̞t͕̺̥̗ b̭̥̼̼̱̫͖a̼͖͓̻c̤͉̗̙̥̤k͍ ̱͙t̬̪̩ọ̣͚̟̱̠̦ ̝͍͇͎ḥ̺̺͙̹̹is̻̘̦̦ ̩̥̩͈̰p͓̠̦̱o͕̞̣̪̲̠s̭̥͕͕̖̬t͍̘̝͖̭̣ͅ-͇͍̺͚̘̯̥A͉ͅo̳̼̞̟͈̥g̙̬i̹̫͓ri̮͚ ̫̝͔d̲͕̖͔a̦̰̖̭͈y̠s̲̟,̯̻ ̣̹w̦̤i̠͖̬t͕͓͎̟̼͚̼h̻͓̱̖͎̪ hi̱̪͙̮͍s͔ ͎̰̫̫͖̥h͇a̪̳͔i͍r͉ ̦̭b̘͉̹̼̹e̤ͅc̥̲̠o͎̲͍̟̟̭̗m̙̖̘̳̮̟̹i̞͖͙̙̯͍n͔g̫̜ ̹̼ẉ͉̥͙̲̣h̗̰̼i̯̮̟͈̲ṯ̟͉̘ͅe͍̹̮̥ ̼̬ͅḁ̻͙̠̜ͅͅg͍͇̹̬͚̞a̝̹̗̦̝̥ͅi͔͕̮̬͕n͔̰̝.̜̟̮
Du͢r̶ing͞ ͘S̢asa̧k̸i's ͘f͏ight ͞w̶it̸h ̕Aŗima̧ ̨a̛t͞ C̕o̸ch͏l͝e̛ą,́ t̸he l̛a͟t̶te̛r҉ sava̧ge̡ly ͜bea̴ts h͜im to͝ the b̵r̀in͝k of ̧de̶a͡th.͠ ҉A̕s ҉Sa̕sak̨i w͠a̵s ̢ab͞o̴ut̷ to ̀s͏úcc͏umb ͠to̕ h͜is ̕i͝n͡j͟uries͜ and͠ dìe, ̡h͏is ̀m̶e̴ntàl ̕ćơn҉stru̡ct͠ tąkes̨ ͠t͘h̕e fo͟r͟m̡ of ͜Hid̕e͘.̛ ͠"Hi͞de"̧ ̸sc͞ol͠ds̛ hi͡m҉ ͢f̢o̢r͏ ̀h͟is s͠el͝f͢i̸sh͡ ̶e̛xc̵use̡s̨, ̀de͠d̕u̡c͏in̶g t͏ha͟t S͠a͠saki ͟haḑ h̴ear̀d̡ thé ̛soun̷d of͏ t̴h́e ͘c͘o̡mpa̢c̴t͏or͢ ͝an͜d ͞a͜ske̢d͘ wh҉èt̵her he̵ ̡w̨as͢ ok͟a̢y̴ wi͏th͡ seȩi̧ng͟ ́hi̢s ̸frie̸nds ́d͏yinǵ ̶a͝nd ̧l͠et͜t̵in҉g ̷h͡i͟s ̸e͞ffo̷r̷ts̶ ̷be̵ ̀in v̡ain. ͜"Hi̢de"̷ ̢enc̷ou̵ŗa̕g̸ed Sas̴a̶k̕i͢ t͡o͘ l̴ive,̡ ͢r̸emi̴ǹd͜i͝ng ͞t̀hat h̶e͡ s̵a͟c̷ri̧f̡i͝ced ̀h̡imse̵lf ̨w͟ith t͏he go͝al o͟f̀ ́"l̵i̡v́ing͡ ̴t͘o͜ge͝t̴h́e̢r ͟wit͠h hiḿ" ́a̵n̶ḑ t͏h̷át li̵v̴ing ͟wou͟l͡d ͝a͜ll͘ow̕ Sa̴s̢aki͏ ͜t̷o̶ f̨i͜nd ̧a͏ pur͜p̀o̧s͘e̡ ̵in ͏li҉f̶e.̛Sa̟̻̖͖̺͚̳ș̝̘̘̙ḁ͚̼ki̠͉̦'͇̬̣̞s͈ ͍̻͙͙̗a͇̯͓̮ppe͔̝a̯̳̣͇̦͎͈ra͓̜̗̹͎͔nc͙e b̟̞e̠̪̩͕g̱̬in̳s͉̩̰̥͙ ̼͚̭t̯o̱̺̰̩ ̪r̩̯͓̬͇e͉̼̠̼ͅv͙̖̝͕er͖̞t͕̺̥̗ b̭̥̼̼̱̫͖a̼͖͓̻c̤͉̗̙̥̤k͍ ̱͙t̬̪̩ọ̣͚̟̱̠̦ ̝͍͇͎ḥ̺̺͙̹̹is̻̘̦̦ ̩̥̩͈̰p͓̠̦̱o͕̞̣̪̲̠s̭̥͕͕̖̬t͍̘̝͖̭̣ͅ-͇͍̺͚̘̯̥A͉ͅo̳̼̞̟͈̥g̙̬i̹̫͓ri̮͚ ̫̝͔d̲͕̖͔a̦̰̖̭͈y̠s̲̟,̯̻ ̣̹w̦̤i̠͖̬t͕͓͎̟̼͚̼h̻͓̱̖͎̪ hi̱̪͙̮͍s͔ ͎̰̫̫͖̥h͇a̪̳͔i͍r͉ ̦̭b̘͉̹̼̹e̤ͅc̥̲̠o͎̲͍̟̟̭̗m̙̖̘̳̮̟̹i̞͖͙̙̯͍n͔g̫̜ ̹̼ẉ͉̥͙̲̣h̗̰̼i̯̮̟͈̲ṯ̟͉̘ͅe͍̹̮̥ ̼̬ͅḁ̻͙̠̜ͅͅg͍͇̹̬͚̞a̝̹̗̦̝̥ͅi͔͕̮̬͕n͔̰̝.̜̟̮
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Village of Birth: Land of Waterfalls | 渦潮隠れの里, Trightakigakure no Sato
Village of Alliance: N/A | N/A
Ninja Rank: JOUNIN
Specialty: Single Handseal Specialist (Wind), Increased Tracking Specialist, Apex Speed Specialist, Lifeline (Increased Health) Renewal Taekwondo.
Elements:
Wind Release | 風遁 | Fūton
Water Release | 水遁 | Suiton
Earth Release | 土遁 | Doton
Fire Release | 火遁 | Katon
Lightning Release | 雷遁 | Raiton
Entropy | エントロピ | Entropoton
Arctic Earth | 北極アースリリース | Hokkyoku āsurirīsu
Curses & Gifts:
The Vanguards | 先駆者 | Senku-sha
The Aegis Core | イージスコア | Ījisukoa
The Centurions | センチュリオン | Senchurion
Kagune | 赫子 | Shining Child
Kurochi | クロッチ | Black Chakra
Ninjutsu & Abilities:
Genjutsu | 幻術 | Illusionary Techniques
Taijutsu | 体術 | Body Techniques
Ninjutsu | 忍術 | Ninja Techniques
Kenjutsu | 剣術 | Sword Techniques
Mukade | ムカデ | Centipedes
Kōshin Tekondō | 更新テコンドー | Renewal Taekwondo
Kenmashajin | 魔神の拳 | Demon God's Fist
Ashi Hire | 足ひれ | Leg Weights
Entropy | エントロピ | Entropoton : The ever ruler of the universe. Chaos, until the maximum amount is reached, creating order. The creator of everything, and ultimately the bringer of doom. To whom planets, stars, even black holes fall. Reminder of nothing.
Wind Release | 風遁 | Fūton : Ever Moving, never in the same place. Somewhere there, sometimes here. Both the light breeze in a summer day which might help a butterfly, just like the furious tornado ripping apart the earth.
Fire Release | 火遁 | Katon : The flicker in a lighter, as the cigarette burns. The small snickering of wet wood in a furnace or chimney. The flames of destruction, tearing down a house. Ever existent, destroyer of it all.
Kōshin Tekondō | 更新テコンドー | Renewal Taekwondo : F͎̖͎̳͘IG͓̕H̷̰̼̱̬̲Ţ̳̗̹ͅ!ͅ ̺̻̼̯F̫̼̟̘̖͠I̥̫̩̙̣̭G͍̘͕̬̜͞H̻͓̳̙͘T̯̦́! ̗̳̠͍͈̫̭͞F̘̥̰̩̼I̩̪̘̯G͜H̥̲̥̣T̶̗͎ͅ!̫̺ ̭̠̦F̖͙͠I͉̘̗̱͓͖̯͡G̘̖̜̼H̬̭̥̮̫̦T̼!̥̮͓̤̰ ̴̪̱̠̗͇
Kurochi | クロッチ | Black Chakra : E̸̛̪͈̟̥̹̯̘A̷̺̦̳̪̻̗͍T̛̻̗̫̞͞!̠̺̗̥̗͚̣͉ ̰͇͖͟E͉͇̳̰̮̱Á̝̺͉̻T̯̗͎̠!̧̛͖̩̩͈̝͉ͅ ̢̢͍̝͇͔̙̻̳͕̀ͅE̥̘̱̞̮͍̟͉A̟͕͍̟̥͢͝T͚̫̞͞!̺̜͙͖̼͢͝ ̢̞͚̭̹̗̻E̙͎̖͈̺̜͘Ą̬͔̞̪̖̦̱̯T̗̙̟͍̥̥̝ͅ!̺̺͙͇̼ͅ ҉͇̦͈͉͚̪͎È̷̹̫̰͡A̢͖̬̩̳̜͠T̸̵̻̰͓̩͙͓̹̫!̢̹̹̳ ̶̥̩͈̜̥E̶͏̬̗̗̹̺̼̥̕A̷͙̼͇̰̙̗̭T̡̡͈̗̼̻!̬͕̟̹͈̫̰͓͟ ̠̮̀͢E͎̮̩̠̯͔͔̙͢͞Ą͚͙͈̬̞͖͠͡T̡͉͖͓̥̤͓!̶̵̝̮͖̲̭͓ ̸͕̦̭͉͙̠̯̱͘E̶̳͇͘͞A̦͖͓̜͜͜T͏̝̙̼!̵̥͢ ͈̯̫̙̣͕̝͔͝É̵̖͉͎̹̼͎̻͔͜A̛̱͢T̟̺̻!̨̞̲̩̳ͅ ͏̝̥͔E̺̠̗̰̹̟͢͝A̰̝̖̫͘T̪̳̙̤̠!̺͞͞ ̭͍̗͖͢͠E̶̛͓̱͍͎̱̣̗A̛̗͎͙T̢͇̺͓!̧̧͙̤̕ ̛͖̝̣͕̘̗͠E̤͔̺̭͇͖͢A̲͕͙̜T̀҉̳!̢̨͚̜̯͚̣̪̤͡ ̲͖͉͔̟̟Ȩ̸͎͉A̢̪͉T̶̷̬̙!̝̥̮̥͙͎͝ ҉̻̖͡Ẹ̤͎̬A̛͙̞̩̣̼͔̻̣T̳͍͔̘ͅ!̙̀͘͠
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Waking up in a therapy table is never really a good sign now, is it? Of course it isn't. ****, my head hurts a lot. And, lately I can barely even walk properly. There's also this feeling of hunger.
Wait, why did I go that back? It has been ages since that happened. Ages since that tragedy unfolded. I am done with this. I am a main character, yes, but only in my story. In everything else, I am barely someone whom you bumped into the street. For some I am a support, for some a pawn, for some a savior, for some a reaper. But, I shall find my place soon enough, and if anything, that will be bringing everyone "peace". My definition of peace surely is a hell lot different from yours though. I will tell you that. Tragedies just ain't popular anymore.
I woke up from a bad dream. Seemingly I have had my nails crumble as they were falling off. Scrapping behind a strong metal surface with my eyes covered. I had a feeling that I needed to return to someone, or something, but it couldn't. That's where I awoke. I found myself in the very bed I lied in, what a surprise. This bed seemed soft, cushiony. I had already had an invitation by a very special individual, towards something which might in turn change the course of the world. I dragged myself off, and I started getting dressed. Final touches was fixing my tie, putting the red glove on, and the glasses. I placed my money on the bar, as a red headed woman leaned on it, asking whether I was maybe paying a little too much. She was flirting. However, that minded very little. Truly, my mind wasn't there. Giving her off a smile I continued ahead. I had to move towards the land of the moon, the island that happened to be shaped just like it's name is. Well... not a circle. But, a crescent. Well, I guess naming it wasn't the largest success that some people might have. **** it. Opening the door, moving towards the shore, I pay the nice cabin man enough for a boat. Shit, I was hungry. Not the time now. So, I continued right ahead, until hitting shore, where some people were already expecting me. A clone, to which I noticed rather quickly. Along with some memories. And, after the not so nice comfrontation, it ended peacefully enough, when "he" appeared. Flying in a large beast, nothing too scary, actually it was very cute, a large knight. Probably 7 feet tall. Muscular build. The armor seemed to be no weight to him whatsoever. It mattered very little to Kaneki what he came here for, but, stories traveled far about this individuals. Powers capable of shaping the world, the words were hardly lies. I saw it before my very eyes. The world was moving. The world, was bending to his will. The dark steel was spreading across the land, sand, boats... they probably wouldn't be good for sailing again. Actually, they would. As long as they retain the shape, they are capable of floating. This was again, going a direction I had no desire to. But, I wanted to hear much from this man. For, he was not alone. People gathered, like moths around a fly. Knights which seemed like drarwes before Berserker.
I do not want your obedience. Loyalty is nothing more than glorified servitude. I only seek to unite you in your vice, a Village Hidden in Darkness. Alone you are reviled and hunted. Together you will cast a shadow across the Ninja World. I will not restrict you from acting according to your nature, instead I ask you to embrace it. Feed your depravity, nurture your inner demons. Murder, pillage and destroy as you see fit. Accept me as your King and you have the chance to acquire whatever it is that you desire.
Make no mistake. Do not presume that I need you. That my strength alone is not enough to accomplish this goal. Kurogakure is just another weapon to wield against my enemies, another way to hasten their downfall. Their destruction is imminent, their death inevitable. It is not a matter of if they will be purged, it is a question of how and when. My desire is to build an empire, one of ash and bone. To build a throne from the skulls of those who once commanded others. I will plunge this world back into the era of Warring States. I will prove every creature is as flawed and prone to darkness as I am. I'm the only King who wants anarchy. The only ruler who desires nothing more than total chaos. You speak of my name and how I will be remembered. Existence is fleeting but destruction is eternal. I will stain the fabric of history red with blood. I will carve my name into the flesh of time. I will burn my existence onto the memories of mankind. My legacy will be one of death...and madness.
His words were clear and sharp. Conviction, strength and power was what he would utter every single time he spoke. His desire, was his will. And what carried his will forward, was his strength. To build an empire he desired, and so he did. To create a legacy so desired, and so he would do. It is rather amazing that some people have so much strength, yet they see very little before them. However, it was not my job in order to open eyes. Truthfully, I was intrigued. I had no path. Maybe his could be worth seeing, worth having fun of exploring. Because somewhere he was right, and somewhere, Kaneki would find his very own desire. He had to dig really deep tho. For most what Berserker would say, many would happen or not. And, so essentially it began. The numbers became large. Arima-san joined us as well. Knight of Tragedy.... He started knowing me better than I believed to be known. I enjoyed it, it seemed to be sort of a family. A small bunch of people whom I would respect. But, deep down, of course I was detached. Berserker was but a pawn to fall. Because, sadly.... I COULD NOT BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO FALL. luckily, I would not be able to die anyway. I fought against self proclaimed gods, fell and reawokened. Almost the entirety of the world fell, and here, he most likely found pleasure. Berserker built his legacy. Of death and destruction... U̳̱͚̣̲͠n̮̯̮̦t̹̘͕̫̤̲i̟̱l̲͇̞̺̣͟ ̴̲̹̤̠t̮̬̞̮h͙͚̜̗͖e̗y̩̫ ̠̗̘̣̯̪ͅst͇̱a͍̜̘̮͇͖̱r̞̦̻̫̮͇̮t͕̜̮͖̹̭̬ ̮b̜̪ui̺̙̕l̮̹͔d͍i̙̠̹̲͈̳n͕̳̪̗g̼̟̦͖ ͍̭̝̝͎ágą̯͔͔̫i̩͉͎͞n͍.͈ The allience began with the hidden mist village. A place supposedly known for some sort of strength they bragged about. They had knew people under them, called the Enochians. Supposed angels, self proclaimed deities. They were all but able to be dealt with as later showcased. Under the illusion of the bonding, the battle began against the undefeated. The Heaven and Earth Alliance. One we used to read in stories. Man, it has been so long since I last read a book. I probably need to pick one up again. I wonder what Takatsuki might have released once again. The Earth crumbled. The heavens gates were shut open. This land fell. Darkness of the steel, strength of the raging explosions, and the ever lasting hunger, brought them down. Berserkers power seemed to have peaked then, for the victory against the others were certain. Funnily enough, the mist was blown away by the drums of battle. But, they would suffer from this rather soon. A snake was killed mercilessly. The Leader was decapitated, and the highest of all angels, was turned into fried chicken. How pathetic can someone get. But, as Kaneki already knew, the drums are banging loudest, the excitement is, over.
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