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X-I-X.
Nineteen.
19.
To most of you, this may have no significance whatsoever.
It should.
It's a beautiful number. Nineteen corpses, lying in a row. Nineteen bleeding wounds. Nineteen viscera strewn across the floor. Nineteen.. nineteen... nineteen... NINETEEN..
It is also a name.
My name.
Only I can wear the number as a name. Only I should ever be known as Xix. Nineteen. And if you call yourself nineteen as well... well, you better hope I don't find you. You better run and hide and cower under your bed...
Oh wait.
I'd already be there.
Too bad for you, love.
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... I refuse to tell you anything.
Why?
Why the hell not?
Nothing for you.
Nothing for you.
Nothing for you.
NOTHING FOR YOU, DAMMIT.
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Owned by Chaoxis. May she burn in hell. >/
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Only one like you would be able to make his avi so good.
Pft. Sexy pixels.
<3 c:
....IBETYOU'LLNEVERKNOWWHOIAM, EITHER. >D -it's so obvious, no one EVAAAR knows-
Fear me.
True. So fine.
I blame Bush for that.
Well this isn't your story.
This is Tidus's story.