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Chapter 2: A Legacy Soaring in Blue
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... darkness. Then, something cold brushed against my cheek.
"Where... am I?" I groaned, the words a weak rasp.
A flood of questions followed: Who am I? What was I doing? How did I end up on the floor?
I managed to crack my eyelids open, though the effort felt monumental. The world around me swam into focus, a ruined room, moonlight filtering through shattered windows. I pushed myself upright, my hands trembling.
A sharp, maniacal laugh broke the silence.
"Oh ...
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