Prelude

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The boundary between life and death is at best shadowy and vague. Who's to say where one ends and the other begin?

L: An assassin, train to kill. It's all she knows. Cold to the bones, she was a void.

J: Life was used to be something of a routine for her. Living is just what it was, living. No expectation, no demands.

Two very different soul met at a very bland and calm evening. The end of a beginning? Or a beginning to the end? Who's to say? Who's to say?



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