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                                        Volume 15, Prologue — The One Biding Time
                                
                                                                                        
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... hood friend, and reuniting with her on the mountain of debris. Her wearing an eyepatch, a face he had never seen before, showing to him a figure he had never seen before. And all of these things were losing clarity in his mind.
He had jumped up, awakened by the dream and gradually spacing out. Was time really flowing? Had everything become nothing through time?
He didn't know. Time was flowing without knowing anything. The morning turned to dusk. It repeated this cycle again and ...
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