[With a glowing flash of light, Ragna the Bloodedge appeared in the Netherworld, grimacing and shaking his head irritatedly, almost as if it were no big deal.]
Tch... freakin' rabbit. Dammit, I'm sick of being tossed around like this. What the hell do I look like to her, a rag doll? ...A Ragna doll? Oh, whatever. I need to find my way out of this
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Woah.. did Mao have an older brother and he never told me!?
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Look, I know the resemblance is a bit uncanny, but trust me, we're of no relation to each other.
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Either way, welcome to the Netherworld. I'll be your humble host and if you'd like I can even show you around.
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