[table][row][/row][row][cell][center][h3][color=009ACA][b]Raizen - White Reaper[/b][/color] [color=#2E2C2C]__________________[/color][/h3][/center]
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[i][color=009ACA]I walked the path that led me to the end
Remember
I'm caught beneath with nothing left to give, forever
Grey skies will chase the light away
No longer
I fought the fight now only dark remains
Forever
Divided I will stand
And I will let this end[/color][/i][/sub][/right][/cell][/row]
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Resolved footsteps echoed through a stone hallway, a masked man entering a large, open room, that had a rather low ceiling. Just high enough for tall people to not be bumping their heads, but only a couple of feet more. A long table made of marble, masterfully crafted but showing cracks and chips from age sat in the middle surrounded by spacious stone seats. Furthest from the entrance an old man sat with a cleared plate in front of him with specks of rice decorating it, and beside it a steaming cup of very dark tea. His arms were wrapped in bandages down to his fingertips, his legs thin with the skin hugging his bones. Partially matted, frizzled black hair draped all the way down his gaunt, chapped face and loomed onto his shoulders. And yet, this desiccated husk seemed to be regaining color in his skin. Lifting the cup to his lips caused his thin, bandaged arm to tremble slightly, but ever the less the more he moved.

On the opposite side of the table the masked figure approached the old man, stopping when directly across from him. He began to speak, his words direct, while his voice was smooth and confident. [color=009ACA][b]"It seems [i]someone[/i] must have gotten wind of the operation. Both the beach and the caves are being stormed now. It seems to be at least three full teams that are invading."[/b][/color] With his arm relaxed, the masked man lifted it to extend three kunai to the old one, who grasped them with familiarity. [color=009ACA][b]"I know you're not in the best condition. Regardless, we need to move. Follow me. I have some things that may help."[/b][/color] The old man had a bitter expression as he stood up from his stone chair, but his eyes were full of conviction as he moved to follow the white mask.[/cell][cell][right][sub]
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[i][color=009ACA]The sun begins to rise
And wash away the sky
The turning of the tide
Don't leave it all behind
And I will never say goodbye
When angels fall with broken wings
I can't give up, I can't give in
When all is lost and daylight ends
[b]I'll carry you and we will live forever[/b][/color][/i][/sub]
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