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My name is Regis Altare. I’m 21 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced build and a rigorous power leveling routine. In the morning, if my gunblade is a little glitchy, I’ll dock it to a power bank while doing my WAH reps. I can do a thousand now. After I remove the power bank I use a deep coopium cleanser lotion. In the shower I use a tartare activated gel cleanser, then a can of worm body scrub, and on the face an exfoliating tea scrub. Then I apply an schizo-mint facial masque which I leave on for 10 minutes while I prepare the rest of my raid prep. I always go out at 3 am after climbing out from my room through the window, because scaring the shit out of pedestrians is easier this way and it makes you look cooler. Then more stat allocations, then an anti-aging 2D model followed by a final DEX lotion. There is an idea of a Regis Altare. Some kind of hero. But there is no real me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable, I simply am not there.
