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... tly in the cool air as I walked down the dusky alley. The city lights flickered above me, neon signs reflecting in puddles from a recent drizzle. My thoughts drifted again—always backward before they surged forward.

"I was the Martial King in my second life..." I murmured to myself. "Now I'm the Beast Lord in this one."

A half-smirk tugged at the edge of my lips, tinged with exhaustion and pride.

"At least give me more difficult challenges, ain't I worthy of that, System? ...

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