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The basement is cold. Cold like my parents. I've been shunned since the day I was born. All I've ever known was numbness, anger and disgust. Just because I was born with two different colored eyes like my uncle. Yes my uncle was a bad man, but I am not like him... I am worse much worse. I DONT OWN ANY CHARACTERS EXCEPT MIZUNI (pronounced Me-Zoo-knee).
What is a family like?
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