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... ly absorbing the memories, they were no longer loose fragments—they became far too vivid.
It was as if I had lived through every single movement.
I could almost hear the sound of steel cutting through the air.
The sharp whistle of the blade tearing through the wind echoed in my ears.
And then came the dry impact of the sword striking its target, vibrating through my arms as if I were the one gripping the hilt.
I closed my eyes for a moment and felt my fing ...
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