Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin isn't mine... but I wish he were!
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X.
That was what they called him.
X for the scar he bore across his pale face.
X like a nameless, faceless character. Just like hero, and nothing more.
X like an experiment. "Add Copper (II) Sulphate to Solution X to form a white precipitate..."
X like the cross that marked the spot on a treasure map.
X like the red ink smears on a school kid's paper, denoting a wrong answer.
X, like him.
Rurouni Kenshin slit his wrist quickly, and soon, a hollow lifeless shell of X was lying lifelessly on the stone, cold-blooded floor.
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Fin
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R/R PLEASES WORHX!