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he was once known as captivekit, to become captiveprincess. a cute ebony kit. now he was an ugly albino apprentice who lost his mind.
" momma... momma... it's me, captivekit... i'm sorry for leaving..." suzuya called out as he looked around, choking down whines.
(actions) ([color=crimson]"speaking") (thoughts or telepathy)
[color=transparent] #juuzousuzuya

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