Zettaijin (#1049)

Behind dark, well groomed locks which cascade down his shoulders and down his back, one finds serious eyes gazing at the world - is it sorrow, anger or mere ennui? Nothing remarkable, nothing to remember, nothing... Bleak? No, perhaps merely... annoyed...

He is asleep.
He isn't carrying anything.

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