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The image of an old man, sitting absentmindedly in a pure white clearing, flashed before me. His hunched, frail back was always exactly the same, so much so that it made me chuckle to myself.
Though I always believed there was nowhere I would fall short when it came to wielding a sword, maybe it’s because I’ve been living on thin ice, but the threats to my life come more frequently than expected.
In short, it was a memory that appeared whenever I was on the brink of death. A ...
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