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... , his thoughts tangled in confusion and doubt. The gate creaked softly as he pushed it open, the sound resonating. "Maybe there was a change in story for me since I am a transmigrator," he said.
The washroom was sparse, almost stark in its simplicity. The only piece of furniture was the toilet, a basic need, that stood against one wall. Next to it, a medium-sized wooden tub, the kind that felt more rustic than refined, was filled with still, murky water. Beside the toilet, a full-length ...
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