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"Who am I?"

Kaiden tilted his head slightly, like a curious cat, and smiled.

"I’m Kaiden. Your long-time comrade, Kaiden."

"You know that’s not what I’m asking."

"Of course. You’re not the type to ask something so obvious."

Kaiden tapped a delicate finger to his lips, pretending to think.

"Then what exactly are you curious about? Perhaps you’re suspicious of me—of my appearance."

He spread his arms ...

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