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... as the case with literally everything about him. Time and again some grand purpose kept surfacing about his identity, requiring him to take steps he otherwise would never have.
But what could he do? The alternative was remaining weak. Remaining vulnerable. Continuing to stumble through fragment mastery by trial and error while threats closed in from every direction.
"How long?" he asked. "In real time. If I do this, how long will I be gone?"
"Minutes, perhaps. An hour at ...
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