Epilogue

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In the past, a boy refused to lose against destiny.


The trials were inevitable.


And so he lost the battle, his spirit low and hopes all gone.


Then in the pit of darkness, a spark of light shone through.


The fallen angel who lost his wings was now restored because of the blinding light.


Because of all the trees in the dark forest, he never noticed the sky that was always there to watch and guide him.


He never knew.


Because he was once hopeless.

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