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November 21st 1862 London, England
The first thing I can remember about Ghost was the day after my parents were buried. They were killed shot in cold blood in the middle of the street. My parents were good people, always striving for the good of the city. My father was a scientist and my mother was his assistant. That's probably where I got it from. The two of them were geniuses just like me. Anyway, the morning after their funeral, I heard a little voice in the back of my head.
'You don't deserve to suffer this alone. The son of a bitch that did
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srsly, devart, lrn2unicode.
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"What the hell can you expect to protect when feelings are the only weapons you've got!?" Kira Yamato
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What's the latest way that a man can die, screamin' "Hallelujah"?
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"Humans are cowards in the face of happiness. It takes courage to hold on to happiness."
-Momoko Ryugasaki
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What's the latest way that a man can die, screamin' "Hallelujah"?
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~ Il mio cuore batte solo per te~
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What's the latest way that a man can die, screamin' "Hallelujah"?
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