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The world stood on the precipice of metamorphosis, caught in the throes of an imminent revolution.
Within this turning point in time, nestled in the heart of the bustling city, sat a humble bookstore, a sanctuary of stories and fantasies.
In the midst of neatly arranged shelves and whispered tales, a youth of seventeen perused the manga section.
Clothed in a defiant black school uniform, his hair, raven black and tousled, seemed to echo the untamed spirit within him.
The steel gray of his eyes hinted at depths of tales untold.
Yet, the pages and plots failed to capture his interest, leaving him disillusioned with the mundane reality surrounding him.
The vibrant hues of illustrations paled against the vivid dreams that danced within his mind.