The beast snarls at me, then pounces. I draw my Katana elegantly and hurl it at the beast. It hit it right between the eyes but it didn't seem to care. Black, whip like cord things on its head bọc around me. It forces me to look into its eyes and says to me, "Do bạn know what I am?" It had a mocking tone in its voice, "No, why do bạn ask?" The beast laughs and reply's, "I am a Hollow, see? No heart, hoặc at least, not anymore." It brings me down to its chest. I could see right through a hole where the tim, trái tim should be. I couldn't help the smile and slight chuckle, the creature or, Hollow, had...
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