These confounded daggers hound me everywhere I go. If I break a box, there's a Cross Scar. If I kill a Bartle, there's a C͠r͞o͏s҉s S͡c̸a̕r̕. They taunt me with their alluring ŗ̴̧͝e̴̕̕͘͞d̷͢ ̵̶́͞b̧̀͞͡͏o̕x̶͜͡x̷҉̶̸̢y̶͏̛͘ń̸̨̨e̶͞s͝s҉̀͞͡. Kill a Mothvert, th̵ére'͝s͜ ̷a ̶C͜r͜o̶s̵ş Sc̨a̢r. Break a box, there's a C̡҉ro͜ss ̴͟Sca̸͜r̡͝. W͞h͘y͘ must ̷I͢ ͝s̶uffe̴r? Was I in the wrong for thinking it would be fun to spend the evening playing PSO?͢ B̵̨̢rea͏͘k̴͢͠ ̕͝͡á̡ ̴b̡͝o̸̷x, ̵̴́t̶͝h҉̀͘e҉͘ŗ͟ȩ͜'̸s̶̛̀ ̸a̡ ̶҉Cr͏́ǫ̶ss ͜Ś͢͞c̵̶͞a̴͟r̛.̷͝ They wait for the perfect opportunity to spring out at you. Kìl̸l ̛a S͞in̵ow B̧l̀u̕e,͟ ͢the̡re͠'s͡ ͠a C҉r̡oss͏ ̀S̢ca̢r.͏ Ki͞l̀l͠ ͠a͏ ͟Canáb́i͜n̷,́ th̀e̴r͘e'͏s a̶ ̨Dragon Slayer. T̶͞h̢͟é̵̀́͠ ̸̀͏m̸͏̶̷a҉͏d̡͏n͏͏̶̢e̵͢s̢̛s͏̸̢ ̸҉͘͜͞i͏t̴͝c̴̵͘͜ḩ̸̵̛͞e̕͏̸̕͡s̸̛҉̛ ͝͏҉͟a̴͟͞͞t͟͞ ́͢m̨̡̢͟͝y̴̧̨ ̶̕͢b͏́͝r͜͠a͘i͟͢͏n̛͜͞͏ ̶̕͡͡l̛̛i̵̕͘͜ḱ̨e̛͞ ͞ţ̵͝w̷̷̴ǫ̵̸̕ ͘̕͟͞͡r͘͝͞a҉̶̡͢w̴̵͘̕ ̵̛e҉͝g̨͟͞g̸͏̡̧s̷̶̢͡ ̶̶̢͟o̵̸̧͏ņ͏̸̧ ̡à̵̢ ̷̕h́҉o͘҉̢͠͞ţ͠ ̡f͠r͜҉̡y̷̨̕i̡͡n͞͝҉̸g̶̢̨ ̕͟p͠͞à̛͘n̸͝͏.̢́̕͢ I break another box and there's a Cr҉̢o̸͠s̡̀s ̷͘S̵c͏ar̷͢, laughing at me. T͟͞h̴͜͟͢é̶ ̷͝p̶̀a͏̢͠i͟͠n̷̵ ̸̨͢͜f̴̛͏̧ȩ̶͘͢͝e͜͞l̷̛̕͟s̡̕͟ ͏g̀̀o͏̶̶́͜o̸̸d̶͜͜͞.̡̛̕͢ Kill a Gilchich, there's a C̛̀́r̵͟͠o̴s̴͜s҉̕ ̨̛́S̢̀͘͜c͞͞҉a̕͢ŗ̛́̀̕. N̶̸O̵N͞͏E͏ ̷̡͘O̸͞F̨͡ ̵͝͡TH̛Ȩ͘͠SE͟͞ ̕T̶̸͜H͏͞IN͞G͞͝Ś̷ ̴E̶̡V̢͡E̛͡N̡ ҉͡ḨA̵̕D̨ ̶́T͡͏H̕͜E D̷̴̶E̴Ć̨E̢͠ŅCY͢͞͡ ̨҉T̀O̸ ͡HA͢V̶͢͞E ̸H̶̢̢I͟T͡%̨!͝ Finally, I killed Vol Opt. It drops a r͡ed͝ ̡b́o͢x͡, filling my s̡̀̕͟͞ò̸͠u̵̷l͏̨̀͢͟ with joy, only to find it's another C̸͜r͏͝o̷s̸͟s͞҉̶ ̛S̢̛͝ca̸̛͘r̵, m҉̀ơ͠͝ck̡ì̛n͘͘g̀͟͏ ̕m̢͝ỳ̴ ҉n͠a̷i̛͠v͠͏͢e̴te͠͏.̵̵ Ṕ͡͝L̷̶̴͏̀È̶͝A̴͜͠S̸̛̀E̷̕͡҉́ ҉͞͠͏͠Ś̡̢̢͢E̷͟N̢͝D͠͡ ̶́͡͏H̴͏͠Ȩ̸́҉L̴̢͟͢͜P̸̴̷
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