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𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙸 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙺 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝙺𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶  :  when the sword cuts into my soul,  i keep a calm gaze.  i accept the coldness of the sword with the coldness of a stone.  by means of the stab,  after the stab,  i become invulnerable.  in the reflection,  i am all bloody  ―  what is this in my hand?  i break it,  turn it to dust,  to meat,  tearing the veins.  it is my heart.  i take it into myself.  𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐰𝐬,  𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝.