Heroes, duelists and a sweet-toothed psychic

A glance in exchange for an introduction

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·×· italics ·×· is Kusuo's private thoughts

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"< Example >" Is Kusuo's speech

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" Example " Is 'Normal speech'

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×+Name: Example of text/message +×  Is a text/message

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Kusuo felt blessed. The taste of this coffee jelly couldn't compare to anything else he has ever tasted. Well, except all the other coffee jellies he's eaten in his disastrous life. The bitter yet sweet dessert he craved made his taste buds feel worshiped- probably worshiped by the coffee jelly gods, or something. As Kusuo finished his wonderful treat, he sighed. He felt... sleepy...

Kusuo opened his eyes, slowly and warily. He didn't remember falling asleep... so what happened? Rubbing his eyes, and moving to sit up in a crossed-legged position, Kusuo looked at his surroundings. He was sat in a hallway, the walls to his left were see-through glass. A railing was propped against the glass, the tip of the railing slightly curved at an angle.