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... ll on him. It was like darkness had pooled within their eyes, pressing an unseen boulder of expectation onto his shoulders.
Yet, he breathed. He stepped forward.
Even as his legs felt impossibly heavy, he stepped forward.
He didn't want this. He never asked for it.
He never asked to be good with a sword. Or to be born as the bastard son of Sword Saint.
He never wanted their expectations, never desired to carry the burden of people's hopes. Not once had he ...
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