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... le white shirt and black pants on his way to see the others gathered on Oldeye Island, his helmet still attached to his neck. The time for hiding behind his armor and helmet was soon to be over, odd after decades of wearing it. The Primaere's protection meant no more cowering, and Oscar's hopeful return meant the end of his moment at the forefront. Only the darkness of the inner world awaited him afterward. He didn't care. If Oscar could survive, then it was enough. He had no desire other than t ...
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