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Byron felt as if an iron spike had pierced his chest, a cold, weakening sensation, as if something precious was rapidly draining away through the hole. Every nerve in his body twitched violently, whining under the strain, screaming.
However, he couldn’t wake up at all, as if trapped in a long Dream Realm by a Nightmare.
And in that Dream Realm, there were two versions of himself, leading two completely different lives.
The first version of himself was an orphan. I ...
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