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Nagato is a boy with a fragile appearance but with a deep look. The most distinctive thing is his intense red hair (characteristic of the Uzumaki clan) that usually covers much of his face, especially

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Pierrot is not a bad character, but not an easy one to understand either. His morality is not measured in good and evil, but in how much he can endure without breaking. It is a soul built from silence

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