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... his face, the coldness making him wide awake.
He stared at his reflection, noticing a young pale face, his forehead covered by messy grey hair. His eyes were filled with a weariness that no twelve-year-old should have possessed.
He pulled out the only attire in his wardrobe that looked like it hadn't been touched even once, unlike his other clothes that were clearly not kept well.
It was evident that this attire was prepared for the awakening ceremony. No matter how he wa ...
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