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... y Luke would participate in the First Trial of Ascendance!

The sun had just set, casting its warm glow across the twilight sky, bathing it in shades of orange, purple, and blue.

Although the sun had set and the day had ended, Luke's had only just begun.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze landing on the uneven ceiling of his bedroom. He turned his head to the left, looking at the rays of the setting sun filtering through the window.

"It's already evening," he murm ...

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