"my parents were taken away from me when i was twelve. i had no money and i ran from the foster homes. i grew up in here. eventually i had to eat, so i learned how to hunt."
"i'm sorry..."
"hunter."
"no your name."
"that is my name."
"cliché."
"how?"
"your name is hunter, you hunt."
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