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Prologue

He was falling, down, down, down.

A flash of a young face, weary eyes, a shocked expression.

Red.

Black.

Red. A metallic taste was filling his mouth.

Then, white. Just white, white white.

There was an elegant lady before him. A witch. Her mouth moved to form words he could not catch.

He felt regret.

Hope.

"This is the price for my wish." A voice, a young boy's voice, his voice...!

The world went black.

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