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... in front of himself was none other than… himself.

The second Zack had all of his hair colors spread across his hair. His eyes were a shade of orange, blue and purple mixed together.

"You are my past self..." Zack slowly said. He pinched himself multiple times just to make sure that he wasn't dreaming.

"Yes, I am your past self." The other Zack replied with a smile. "I am the self you left behind as a message in case you ever managed to gain your memories in the future." < ...

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