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A man stands surrounded by others, every single person standing still, his thick black lace-up boots near covered in a thick layer of mud and his once long luscious golden blonde hair is now cut tightly to his scalp, making it appear darker than it ever has before. His plain brown, boring eyes lack the individuality to stand out, lacking any sort of brilliance, but if anyone was to look closer they would notice that unnatural violet tinge to the everyday, run of the mill, brown eyes. He is large, he is well built, but there is nothing that makes him stand out as the outstanding individual that he is. "You probably all think that this training has been hard, has been draining, but just so you know, we don’t accept anyone into the Genesis pack who isn’t exemplary, even from the most basic o