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I was born as a fighter.

I never knew what love was.

I only knew what was on the battlefield and what was in front of me.

Is this the life of a fighter to be born and die on a battlefield?

No one knows my name.

For all they know; my name is No Name.

I am a guardian.

Protector of the weak and defenseless.

You can give me any name.

I just want to remain as No Name.