{
  "dataList": [
    {
      "id": 0,
      "model": "싱클레어",
      "title": "Blade Lineage Salsu",
      "content": "Which side could be the real me…"
    },
    {
      "id": 1,
      "content": "The child was afraid of himself."
    },
    {
      "id": 2,
      "content": "He couldn’t control his own shifts, and he lacked the courage to decide for himself."
    },
    {
      "id": 3,
      "content": "“What if he really was just a crazed murderer?” Such thoughts befuddled and clouded the child’s head."
    },
    {
      "id": 4,
      "content": "The people this child met among the Blade Lineage praised his tendencies as the mentality of a true slayer…"
    },
    {
      "id": 5,
      "content": "But those compliments didn’t do him much good when he himself doesn’t want to be like that."
    },
    {
      "id": 6,
      "content": "Rather than inspire confidence, they only serve to burden him."
    },
    {
      "id": 7,
      "content": "Thus, he still struggles to find his place between the pleasure of bloodshed and the unease it makes him feel."
    },
    {
      "id": 8,
      "model": "싱클레어",
      "title": "Blade Lineage Salsu",
      "content": "The moon is so bright…"
    },
    {
      "id": 9,
      "content": "Expelling a breath, the child looked up into the sky."
    },
    {
      "id": 10,
      "content": "Gazing at the moon in solitude was the one thing that could bring him comfort."
    }
  ]
}