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ㅤ The sun rose peacefully as he meditated. Fists pressed against each other at his chest, legs crisscrossed while breathing slowed significantly. He was in a total calm.
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ㅤ ㅤ It’s a—long story. Basically, when I fought my reflection, I learned he wasn’t one in the alternate universe sense, but in the sense that he’s what I become.
I see.
I am relieved to hear that you did not mean us. However... you've rarely spoken of your clan, or your family— beyond your sister's introduction.
Pray tell— why has this become a necessity now?