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Abstract Concepts: Black Heart's Perception

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She was extremely beautiful.

She looked no older than him  and was dressed in a white kimono. From her formal posture she must have been a head shorter than him. Her hair was straight at shoulder length. It was so pure white it was as if her head was covered in snow. Her bangs almost covering her eyes. Her eyes were round and full of wonder. Her irises coloured a light shade of gray.

What he had also noticed was the handles of two weapons on her back. From what he could see they were most likely swords. Even those handles were completely white.

"Who... Are you?" He asked after a few moments of complete silence.

"I have no name of my own but as an ethereal being I represent an abstract concept. The concept of Suicide. Pleased to meet you, Sajin Hisato." She said in a monotone voice but was smiling nonetheless.All Rights Reserved

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