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... ropped between his knees, fingers loosely curled, and his mind went blank.
The room was small, barely more than a single bed, a desk covered in scattered papers, and a cracked mirror hanging on the wall. It had never felt this empty before.
His whole life, he had believed in one thing: as long as he awakened a decent class, he could carve out a future for himself.
That hope was gone now.
Every time he closed his eyes, he could hear the voices from the Awakening Ha ...
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