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... aken.
The memory felt surreal—almost like a dream. Part of him wondered if it had been a misconception.
Meng Anwen asked, “Tell us. What exactly did you see?”
Lin Moyu recalled carefully, “It was a pitch-black space. I saw a point of light, and when it exploded, I saw other points. It felt like each one represented a skill, but they were all dormant. It’s hard to explain.”
But Meng Anwen understood. That elusive, unreal sensation—he had felt it himself long ago. < ...
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