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         ❛   ROCKET   ?    ❜ quiet disbelief laced his tone ----- combatant with relief so HARSH against tongue that it nearly took his breath away. it had been so long he had nearly FORGOTTEN. it mattered no longer, what had transpired during his time in the SOUL WORLD ----- what he had lost again ( the ghost of his mother’s fingers still brushed his cheeks ------ and oh, how he missed her FIERCELY once more ), because his found family had been given back to him, and he felt so grateful he could WEEP.

                                  ❛  ----------------------------------------------------------------  you’re alive. you’re alright. ❜

Name; Rocco ‘Rocket’ Grier Age; 21 Side; Knowledgeable | Unknowning | The Enemy Devil Type; Beast Devil (Raccoon) Short Bio; From a young age, Rocket excelled at puzzles and tests of intelligence, and sought out his own independence. At the ripe age of seven he asked his single mother if he could be left home alone for a day. He started sleeping most of the day away — small things that could be written off as behavioral issues in a child — but his dear mother knew better. Still, she waited, until Rocket came home in a fit. Someone on the street had started pushing him around — but in response, he had lashed out with black claws and sent his would-be attacker running in fear. Confused and angry he rushed home, where his mother informed him of his true heritage and.. ‘condition.’ 

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