
Summary
I have many masks, and each has its own story.
I am the unremarkable little artist of the Church of Dawn; the strongest apprentice in the gladiator arena; the killing machine in the eyes of goblins... The holy nun beneath the sunlight is me, and so is the old gentleman on the train... I have hurried through underground tunnels in escape, and I have left behind beautiful legends on the frontier...
Beneath the mask, there is an even more beautiful mask; within the lie, there often lies a hidden truth...
My name is Ogre. A child raised by ogre since birth. It's a pleasure to meet you.
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