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... ared at himself in the mirror, echoing the king's words. In the reflection, he saw not himself, but a man who had become him, gazing back with steady, black eyes, water dripping from the ends of his dark hair, pooling like tears on his face wet from washing.
"Pull yourself together."
He muttered those words aloud. Slowly, everything that had been twisted and distorted began to find its place. He needed to press forward. Maxime gripped Baek-Ah tightly. Only the first round of the ...
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