"We, who wounded each other, now lick each other's wounds.
We, who were wounded, now need each other to heal.
If tomorrow you die, tomorrow my life will end.
If today you live, then today i too will live on.
Thus, a tale of the wounded begins.
A tale of blood.
Red when wet, black when dry.
A tale of our precious wounds that will never disappear.
I will not tell it to anyone."
- Araragi Koyomi
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