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... that surged into his body from the cyan ornament...
What was it?
Sabo stared blankly at the cyan stream of air swirling around his arm.
He could feel it. This power was filled with the aura of freedom.
Unbound, undefined, following one’s heart, just like the self he had always dreamed of becoming!
This wasn’t his father’s disgusting control, which was built on power and status.
It wasn’t the guards’ cold violence, which only knew how to obey order ...
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