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... le feared death. In a shinobi world where lives were measured in missions and body counts, that fear was sharper, closer to the bone. Civilians died young. Shinobi died younger.
So when Fujimoto Tōma dangled the possibility of extending one’s lifespan, it wasn’t a promise. It was a blade.
A blade almost no one could look away from.
He waited, letting the silence ferment. One by one, the people before him snapped back to awareness. Their minds returned first. Their eyes di ...
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