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... n blurring more with every passing second. His eyes felt heavy, like they were staring into a pool of fog.
'What... is this?' he thought, blinking hard.
Before he could process it, he realized the water in his mind wasn't just imagination — it was real, and very much on him. He blinked again, sluggishly lifting his body up from the floor. The water — no, the memory of it — remained etched over him.
He stood there, confused, and then suddenly, he gave a soft cheer under hi ...
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