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Knowing his pasts.

Greenwich, New York City suburbs.

..Sarai's safehouse..

His eyes opened. It closed back as his face crumpled, pain evident on it.

A groan escaped his lips as he grimaced. He felt his head splitting.

It felt like a thousand ton hammer is pounding on it. He feared it would break. Yet it didn't.

Every part of his body felt like a thousand needles are thrusted into it. It felt so painful that it's become numb.

Where am I?

His mind flashed as he gazed at the stone ceiling. Red like clay and somehow glinting with the dim light that a source he can't see right now gave the space. The stone is definitely not normal. He thought.

The place was warm, so unlikely of a room with stone ceiling but he heard no crackling of fireplace. This made him even more confused.

Where is this place?

"Hey, Kylian."

A voice called and his mind clicked. That's my name.

His face turned and he saw the person.

Square face. Crimson eyes with a tinge of brown. And finally a beige cloak hung on the person back.

It's
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