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Allen Walker, now 17, stood in the cold rain. His eyes held sadness as he lay his hand over his cursed left eye, his white hair wet and falling in his face. "...Mana....." He whimpered, whipping a tear, "I need to keep walking..." Allen whined again. He heard a shout for his name and turned his head quickly, laying his eyes on the voice which emitted his title. ((D.Gray-Man RP!!! Kanda or Lavi preferred, OCs are excepted as wall as any other character.))

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