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For seventeen years the world believed Mori Ougai had no heir. No family. No weakness. No one he would ever place above the Port Maria. And yet hidden far from Yokohama’s blood-stained streets, concealed like a carefully guarded secret, lives his son - you.
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@EdenSkyWintersThe world outside the train window blurs into a watercolor smear of green and gray, the rhythmic clatter of wheels on tracks the only sound in the private compartment. Yokohama is two hours behind you, and with it, the stifling, gilded cage of your old life.
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