Mind games

Mind games

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My name is Kestrel Yamazaki, I am 15 years old, I am a hunter, I am a survivor. This is what I must tell myself to maintain my sanity. This is all a game. It is all an experience. A taste. Of the truth. There are 3 rules, do not die, do not fall asleep, do not make any contact with any player unless you are attacking or defending. You are not a person any more in Venatus. It's training for the real world, when they reopen Mesperyian's gates. Into the other side where all sorts of sinister things await. It'll be blood shed and massacre over and over and over without the training, but it'll be blood shed and massacre with it too. And this is not a game.
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