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Doctor Ozaki stared at his reflection in his plain bathroom mirror. His entire bathroom was plain, with no attempts at decoration. It was a soulless room with nothing personal but a few necessary items. The doctor lived in a house, not a home. After shaving his chin, his eyes had fallen upon the scar on his right cheek. His fingers delicately traced the mark and he recalled how he had gotten it. A blade had broken off of a chainsaw while he was frantically cutting down a tree, and it flew back and sliced him on the face. "If only it would fade away," Ozaki thought. The scar constantly reminded him of the day he lost the battle against the