[1] Prologue
As the sun dipped below the horizon and tall buildings cast shadows across the streets, the rhythmic clatter of dishes echoed from a small restaurant. In the back, a young boy, about 13 or 14 years old, diligently scrubbed plates, his face calm and peaceful, a faint smile tugging at his lips as if anticipating something. He rinsed the last plate, carefully drying his hands, when a soft voice ca...
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