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Hako Rice
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It had been 500 years since the last time I had to breath...heck it was the last time I had had to live, but now I have been cursed to live among the living one last time, until I have killed the one who had put the curse on me...but I can not do it alone I need the help of other's. Those were the words I were told, by the man who had brought me back to earth, the year was 2015 I wasn't familiar with this place, I didn't even know my own name. A building that smelt of a strong cinnamon and had a warm silk curtain in the door way was unusual I had a seat knowing no one could see me, except the chosen ones to help me...but there not here...right?