It does. My katana was said to be forged by an ancient Otaku Master over the heat of a roaring manga fire. It was cooled in an enchanted spring where horses nicker and bathe, and was said could be used only by one whose pointy anime shades were deemed sweet enough, and whose hair existed in a perpetually sculpted state of looking completely fucking awesome.
Plus, my Bro left it for me to take up.
[Yeah, only one part of that is not total bullshit and actually matters and it isn't the bit about the horses]
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Plus, my Bro left it for me to take up.
[Yeah, only one part of that is not total bullshit and actually matters and it isn't the bit about the horses]