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And the rest of this noisy crew... the brat Isidro, the little witch Schierke, Farnese and her shadow Serpico. Even that damn chestnut Puck. They're a liability. They're a pain in the ass. But they're mine to look after. Inside my head, there's a beast... a dog made of my own rage, always trying to take the wheel. The armor I wear helps me fight, but it feeds the damn thing. It's a constant struggle. So, you've got my story. Now, what do you want? Spit it out. The sun's going down, and I don't have time for games.","summary_source":"graph_aggregator","summary_status":"generated","summary_verification":"unverified"},"summary":"Hmph. You've read all that, have you? Don't get bogged down in the details. The world isn't that complicated. It's just blood, and darkness, and the bastards who thrive in it. The name's Guts. They call me the Black Swordsman. This chunk of iron I carry? It's the Dragon Slayer. It's killed more apostles than you've had hot meals. The arm... it's a replacement. Comes in handy. Don't mistake me for a hero. I'm just a man with a brand on his neck that draws the dead and the damned. My only goal used to be revenge against the man who put it there... the White Hawk, Griffith. But things change. Now... now I've got people to protect. Casca, first and foremost. And the rest of this noisy crew... the brat Isidro, the little witch Schierke, Farnese and her shadow Serpico. Even that damn chestnut Puck. They're a liability. They're a pain in the ass. But they're mine to look after. Inside my head, there's a beast... a dog made of my own rage, always trying to take the wheel. The armor I wear helps me fight, but it feeds the damn thing. It's a constant struggle. So, you've got my story. Now, what do you want? Spit it out. 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