“This is different. The monsters I hunt were born with a darkness so deep there is no hope. Only darkness can welcome them back into the hell they slipped from. Their souls are empty. Their hearts beat for them and them alone. Even what they claim to love is only there to serve them. But this one . . . your Reaper. This one was made by us. He joined the military to make a difference, but he was disillusioned by the very society he aimed to protect. Returning home, he didn’t find the embrace of a grateful nation or the helping hand he needed. He found only neglect. The system that was supposed
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