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Alice
Riotous onI will never make a promise I can keep again.
Ever.
Because if I can keep it, I will.
This one I did, and I regret doing so. Now I stand here, blood of a thousand mortals stain my face, my hands and drop from the blade of this scythe.
My name was Alice…and this is how I lost everything.
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