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ㅤ 💀⠪ From the smoldering vestiges of yore, Kanemoto Yoshinori ascends—muscle-bound by heritage, breath veiled in tarred prophecy. No votives flicker in his wake, only wildfires crackling across the barren expanse. No dirges resound, only hollow-point hymns…

@Junkyustudio & @Jjaangkyu.

Length of time has passed since the first spark of doom shook the hush of time. Formerly, the hours bore no flavor, a mere repeat of repetition, and yet love, as ever, is the gentle defier of monotony. Ten hearts emerged to shine like diamonds. Hence, nowadays…