we hold our rifles in missing hands. we stand tall on missing legs. 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧. then, and only then, are we alive. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 "𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧" 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞'𝐬. a secret weapon we wield, out of sight. we will be stronger than ever. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞...
𝐈. [ 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 ] 𝐈𝐈. [ 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 ] 𝐈𝐈𝐈. [ 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 ] 𝐈𝐕. [ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 ]
𝚱𝚨𝐙𝐔𝚮𝐈𝐑𝚨. the name my mom gave me. it means "peace" in japanese. i was japanese. at least, i was the son of this tiny japanese woman. it was then, for the first time, that i understood the reason - the emotion - that inspired my mother to give me that name. she'd watched her hometown and family go up in flames. her body and her mind were ravaged by war... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 "𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞," 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲.
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