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... ded, everyone turned toward its source.
In the dark night under the pale crescent moon, a figure emerged from the corner of the street, strolling through the shadows as though the world belonged to him alone.
He wore black clothing and a featureless mask, holding a yellow balloon adorned with childlike doodles—strangely eerie, as though he had just returned from a masquerade ball.
Yet through the mask, a pair of indifferent eyes could be seen, gazing upon the world like t ...
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