Tokio
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She's lost. On December 18th, 2063, at 14:39, Tokio Marlen was pronounced dead. Her name only being spoken by those who wished to remember her. She was the closest thing there was to a divine shapeshifter and yet, her talents were burned to ash as her burned body lay beneath the rubble of Arca's Weapons Facility. Her fellow comrades stand just a few feet away, silently mourning the loss of a spirited being. On October 27th, 2064, at 08:57, Jane Doe is pulled from the rubble, her body unrecognizable to her discoverers who were sent to recover weapons from the torched building. Lucky for them, they found something better then advanced technology weapons. Instead, they found the body of a fallen soldier, one who was presumed to be ash. They found Tokio Marlen.
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