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... camp's atmosphere getting increasingly on edge. Every time before battle this would happen and no one would talk about it. I felt my skin buzz in anticipation of what was to come, and I knew I was looking forward to it. Many called me the battle Maniac. I lost promotions because of it, and I do not regret it. I was a B ranker and still a lowly soldier. I did everything hard and my weapon of choice was something no one in the Empire liked but I was famous for it.
I used a spiked ball on a ...
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