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Epic introductionHe stood strait, gently twirling the contents of his drink with small movements of his wrist. He looked out the window of the apartment, studying the city below him, the people who lived their lives, oblivious to most of what occurred underneath their very noses. To the true identity of those they strode past; their painted on faces attempting to deceive even themselves.Epic introduction by ~Sakura-chan474
‘No,’ he thought, ‘not all of them are like that. Most of them, but not all of them.’
His name was Henry Duhovich. In his mid-twenties, tall, muscular, with dark features contrasting his pale skin. Some said he had the eyes of a child, filled with unknown mischief and joy. He stood by the window of his apartment, an average place, with the normal amount of furniture and the normal knick-nacks and trinkets one would expect to find in the home of a man his age. He felt comfortable in this place, in this near lonely silence that floated above the noise.
He enjoyed watching the people. He would find
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