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Ah, Sumabura... I hear great things about you, a school who takes pride in teaching students how to fight and 'save the world'.
So tell me... do they teach you how to save yourself from your own fears and insecurities? Do you learn how to shield yourself from self-defeating thoughts, to keep your will from fading into nothingness? Do they show you how to pick up the pieces after your world depreciates around you, when all that you hold dear succumbs at death's door right in front of your eyes? Or do you tame your doubts with the use of substances and chemicals to give the illusion of a better tomorrow?
...Pardon my manners, allow me to introduce myself. My name's Maruku, but you can call me... Marx.
...Hehehehehehehehe...
So tell me... do they teach you how to save yourself from your own fears and insecurities? Do you learn how to shield yourself from self-defeating thoughts, to keep your will from fading into nothingness? Do they show you how to pick up the pieces after your world depreciates around you, when all that you hold dear succumbs at death's door right in front of your eyes? Or do you tame your doubts with the use of substances and chemicals to give the illusion of a better tomorrow?
...Pardon my manners, allow me to introduce myself. My name's Maruku, but you can call me... Marx.
...Hehehehehehehehe...