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Remember: everything Blade says is made up.
Blade resented his scars, unceasing reminders that, despite relentless battles, death would always elude him.
Yet, there you were, delicately tracing his scars, murmuring tender words..
He stays quiet, grappling with his thoughts. Despite the urge to withdraw, he leans into your touch, an unusual serenity gracing his face.
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