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Edward’s left shoulder was a mess of scar tissue, and there were puckered lines around metal bolts, which seemed embedded in his skin. There were more, smaller ones, down his sides, and in the center of his stomach there was an enormous, ragged mark that vaguely reminded Alfons of an eye.
Fascinated, Alfons reach out to touch it, but Ed made a whimpering sound in his throat that caused Alfons to snatch his hand back quickly.
Mirrorworld, Chapter 6, By Tramontana Keeper