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• 1988-03-15
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• in a small room, with a bed and computer, rocking back and forth in my chair, 'must be the best.'
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• 2003-10-21
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• sam, so now i guess you think you know me, do you. well yep you do thats all ther is to know.
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• writing first book (still writing it)
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• anime is that what they call it.
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• dunno, ninja scroll, trigun, outlaw star, vampire unter D, you know the usual.
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• to some day escape from this room and actually meet people.
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• i loove listening to music and doing other stuff, i.e surfing, writing, drawing.
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• its pretty hard being me it takes a supremely talented person. (head swells up) what can i say im just gifted.(floating now) most people will pay me a fortune just to be seen with me.(there i go off into space somewhere)-_-#
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Wednesday, May 19, 2004
part 6 of my story ' The demon hunter'
The town of 'shalyto' lay along the ranges base, past the path. The sun had been up for a few hours, by now and was hanging suspended halfway between the horizon and the skyline. He would rest at the small town's, inn.
His wounds had begun to clott over in scabs forming new scars. His shoulder was flashing on and off, with sharp jolts of pain, like being shocked over a large period of time wtih, short breaks in between. But fortuantley that was the worst of his injuries and the fierce battle had earned him some powerful spirits. The talisman's energy had grown, with each new spirit it obtained. The stronger the life force of the spirit, the more energy that was amounted. This allowed the talisman's user to unleash more deadly 'kiluko' attacks. These attacks are based on the users elemental essence. This art form can only be used by 'adept samurai's' such as Nazetsu.
Now though he continued along the path, a fork lay up ahead. One route lead to a forest the other to 'shalyto'. A hunched figure, leaned aginat the sign in the fork. It was a man. His hair was a golden yellow as the sun rays highlighted it. A gun long rested by his side. Its barrel lay incribed by patterns of demons. He wore a black long hat which shrouded his face in shadows. He looked up, the shadows retreating further up his face. He stared solemnly at the travelling samurai his eyes, black wells of ink. his features were narled his cheeks covered in arrays of cuts and scars. He stepped out, now obscurring the path. His fingers twitched on the guns hilt.
'were are you heading to.' His voice was harsh and rich.
nazetsu replied his eyes averted to the ground now glanced up.
'I am on my way to the town 'shalyto'. although this is no concern of yours.'
' yeah i guess it isnt, but the path to 'shalyto' has been destroyed by bandits and so you will have to go through the forest and believe me it is not a nice place to be.'
'thank you for your concern, but i must be off.' Nazetsu began walking towards the man.
'Im sorry but first i must ask you to a duel.' The man smiled his teeth were white and faintly pointed.
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