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... gged clothes, the worn blanket draped haphazardly over his shoulders, and the tattered hat cocked at an odd angle.
His hands were filthy, his nails darkened with grime.
’I see... so I’m a beggar in this Reality.’
The thought almost made him smile, though it was more bitter than anything else. His lips twitched in amusement at the absurdity of it all.
He shifted his gaze to the screen that hovered in front of him, the notification blinking in cold, indifferent lett ...
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