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[lnfinitc]

Slowly and steadily, Infinite seductively clambers out of null space.

"I lived bitch"

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Without warning an empty pt was tossed at the masked jackal from behind. "Stop wracking the god damn city!! No one can find anything in this mess!" An angry sounding male voice yelled from behind Infinite. When the jackal turned he would see a red wolf with golden eye glaring at him from behind black rimmed glasses.

【 With a lazy loll of his head, Infinite turned his face to the mewling of the canine behind him. With a leisurely step, he moves off to the side as the pot crashes haplessly to the floor where he was once standing. He disregards the broken mess, a single, smoldering golden eye narrowed in the wolf’s direction. Realization racked his body, catching breath in his throat.There he was. Everything that he used to know, standing mere footsteps in front of him. He hated it. Hated how he hesitated, hated how his insides twisted and churned. How frailty consumed him like a festering wound. No, that was all gone now. He would not submit to it’s hellish fire, rather, he would stand and endure its relentless heat.     “Is my latest work     not to your liking?     H o w     t r a g i c. ”  】