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Blademaster
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Defending the galaxy is tough' baby' but somebody's got to do it. "You want a piece of me' boy?"

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Humanity is such a pitiful species. An accident of evolution. Soft and weak. Too fragile to survive without your precious machines. Too selfish to rise above your petty desires. Cunning is your only weapon. If only you learned to work together, you might be a race worth reckoning. But you won't. Soon, the galaxy will be cleansed of your impurity. Very soon.

TYPE YOUR MIND (BUT DON'T BE A DICK)