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He made his choice. “I’m going to bring you back,” he said, his voice steady despite the adrenaline racing through his veins. The timestamp blinked on the cracked screen of
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Jara smiled, tears glistening on her cheeks. “You saved us all, Min. You saved a part of ourselves we thought was gone forever.”