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Rakar's Second Chance: Chapter 3 (rewrite)
Chapter 3: Priorities
By Nova Rose
 
He sat there in shocked silence for three hours. The last time someone had spoken to him like that had been a over a year ago, the day he had fought his nephew. As he sat there, he began to think, to really, deeply contemplate what he had done with his life.
 
Up until the time of his parents' deaths, he had contented himself with learning, and had left the affairs of state to his older brother. Rakar had always enjoyed what little time he was able to spend with Mortesen, despite the fact that his mother hated his older brother. Mortesen had always driven him to master his Gift, when Rakar would rather have pretended that he didn't have it. His brother had always been there for him, supporting him, pushing him to do better.
 
And Mortesen had helped him through the difficulty and the pain of losing their father and his mother. Mortesen was the only friend he'd ever had, and after Rakar killed him, he'd been alone. Unless you counted N
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Chapter 2: Scheming and Failure
By: Nova Rose
 
The next afternoon...
 
Aurora came into his room to collect his dishes from breakfast and do a quick clean-up. Rakar decided to take the opportunity to learn more about her, to see if there was something he could use.
 
"Aurora, why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself." He made his voice sound as smooth and inviting as possible, although she didn't seem to notice or care.
 
"So, let's get one thing straight. You want to learn more about me, then see if you can use any of the information to force me to help you escape, yeah?"
 
Rakar barely managed to keep the surprise out of his expression. He replied coolly, "Perhaps, perhaps not."
 
She chuckled. "You know what? I'll humor you. For now. What do you want to know?"
 
Rakar asked, "Do you know magic?"
 
She replied, "Yes."
 
"What's your element?"
 
"I'm a light/nature mix."
 
"Hmm. Interesting combination."
 
"So I've
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Chapter One: Captivity
By Nova Rose
 
Rakar paced his room for perhaps the hundredth time that day. The magic-restraining manacles that he wore kept him from using his Element—Darkness—to escape, along with the fact that the door was locked from the outside. He knew from experience that no matter how hard he threw himself at the door, it wouldn't give even the slightest bit. With a frustrated sigh, he went over to his bed and flopped down on it.
 
His prison was on one of the lower levels of the castle. It was one of the rooms set aside for nobles under house arrest. It was furnished with a chest of drawers, a cot, a nightstand, a fireplace, and a few rugs and wall hangings to help keep the chill out of the room since the entire castle was constructed of stone. As he lay there, he thought that, although he was frustrated with the current state of affairs, he was lucky to be alive to complain about it.
 
His... involvement in the wrath of magic war, along with
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 He turned around, not daring to believe his ears, but he was right. Standing there, not 10 feet away, with a broad smile on her face, was his mother. She looked at him for a moment, then said,” Hello, Rakar. It’s been awhile.”
  Without a second thought, he ran up to her and threw his arms around her. Tears of joy poured down his face as he really hugged his mother for the first time. He felt her embracing him back, her small arms wrapped protectively around him. He leaned down and buried his face in her shoulder, breathing in her warm, motherly smell, a smell that was unfamiliar on her, but was immensely comforting.
  Rakar, however, being half a head taller, couldn’t stay in that position for long.  When he finally looked down at her, the amount of love and pride in her eyes shocked him. They looked at each other in companionable silence for a moment, then Priscilla said,” You’ve g
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Chapter 7: Fear and Forgiveness (Part 1)
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  Aurora was lying on Rakar’s cot, twitching in pain. Occasionally, she had fits where she thrashed in agony, and when that happened, he would pin her down on the bed, gently but firmly, to keep her from hurting herself. It would pass after a few minutes, and he would release her, hesitant to move in case she started again.
 
   Rakar hadn’t slept at all. He was afraid that if he did, she would die while he slept. He jumped whenever someone opened the door, and his eyes were bloodshot. To put it simply: The high and mighty cool-calm-and-collected Lord Rakar was a complete and utter wreck.
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Chapter 3: Priorities
By Nova Rose
 
He sat there in shocked silence for three hours. The last time someone had spoken to him like that had been a over a year ago, the day he had fought his nephew. As he sat there, he began to think, to really, deeply contemplate what he had done with his life.
 
Up until the time of his parents' deaths, he had contented himself with learning, and had left the affairs of state to his older brother. Rakar had always enjoyed what little time he was able to spend with Mortesen, despite the fact that his mother hated his older brother. Mortesen had always driven him to master his Gift, when Rakar would rather have pretended that he didn't have it. His brother had always been there for him, supporting him, pushing him to do better.
 
And Mortesen had helped him through the difficulty and the pain of losing their father and his mother. Mortesen was the only friend he'd ever had, and after Rakar killed him, he'd been alone. Unless you counted Nymph, who was enjoyable company, but even she was really just a colleague.
 
For the first time in his life, he started to feel guilty about what he'd done. And after being in disuse for so long, the guilt threatened to overwhelm him.
 
^How do I make it stop?!^ he asked himself.
 
He got up and paced for hours, then reluctantly went over to the door and knocked twice.
 
"What do you want?" one of the guards asked.
 
Rakar cleared his throat. "Well, I was wondering when that maid is going to be coming by."
 
The guard replied, "She told us when she stormed out of here earlier that she wasn't coming back until you asked for her."
 
^Great,^ Rakar thought, ^she had to make this harder than it already is.^
 
Out loud, he said, "Well, I was also wondering if you could bring to me? I... want to... talk to her."
 
There was a pause, then the guard replied, sounding both suspicious and surprised, "Uh, sure. I can bring her down here."
 
Rakar replied, "Thank you."
 
30 minutes later...
 
The door opened and Aurora walked in. "The guard said you wanted to talk to me."
 
He nodded, not meeting her eyes.
 
She waited a moment, then said, "Well?"
 
He sighed, then said, "Please Aurora, I need your help."
 
She raised an eyebrow at him dubiously.
 
"I'm being serious." He paused, sighed, then continued. "I started thinking about what I'd done with my life, and I realized that, while I was doing everything for the good of Cosium, at the same time, very, very deep down, I was looking for acceptance and something to fill the void in my heart from losing my parents. I guess I thought I'd find it in all the more unsavory places. But, looking back, I realize just how horrible all the things I've done were, and I feel the guilt and shame threatening to overwhelm me. So, I guess my question for you is this: How do I make it stop? I feel awful about what I did, but because I've lived outside my emotions for so many years, feeling very little beyond, anger, pain, and base attraction. I just... don't know how to handle it."
 
He looked up and met her gaze. The look in his eyes was the look of someone who'd just had everything they'd ever believed in violently yanked out from under them, and now they had no idea what to do. She smiled at him and walked over to stand directly in front of him. He looked down.
 
She lifted his head so he looked her in the eyes and said, "Rakar, the guilt will never go away completely, but it will lessen in time, I promise."
 
He gave a small smile, his first real smile that he could remember. Out of nowhere, she put her arms around him and embraced him. Before he could get over the shock and hug embrace her back, she let go.
 
"Well, if that's all, I've got work to do. I'll see you later, Rakar."
 
He replied, "Until then, Aurora."
 
She curtsied and left, and he went over to his bed and picked up one of the books Aurora had brought him. As he opened it, he saw something written on the inside cover that he hadn't noticed before; 'To Priscilla, from Papa'. He checked the inside covers of all the books, and almost all of them had those words written on the inside. He stared at them in astonishment. Nearly all of these books had belonged to his mother. The mother he felt he'd never really known.
 
He still remembered what she'd said to him that fateful day... "You're stronger than you think you are, my darling." Her voice echoed in his mind. My darling. It was the first and only time in his life that she'd called him something other than "Rakar" or "son".
 
There was so much he didn't know about her—would never know about her. His own mother was a mystery to him, one he'd never be able to solve. He sighed, set the book down, and lay down on his bed. It had been a very long, very exhausting day, and he was soon asleep, dreaming of slightly better times.
 
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Chapter 2: Scheming and Failure
By: Nova Rose
 
The next afternoon...
 
Aurora came into his room to collect his dishes from breakfast and do a quick clean-up. Rakar decided to take the opportunity to learn more about her, to see if there was something he could use.
 
"Aurora, why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself." He made his voice sound as smooth and inviting as possible, although she didn't seem to notice or care.
 
"So, let's get one thing straight. You want to learn more about me, then see if you can use any of the information to force me to help you escape, yeah?"
 
Rakar barely managed to keep the surprise out of his expression. He replied coolly, "Perhaps, perhaps not."
 
She chuckled. "You know what? I'll humor you. For now. What do you want to know?"
 
Rakar asked, "Do you know magic?"
 
She replied, "Yes."
 
"What's your element?"
 
"I'm a light/nature mix."
 
"Hmm. Interesting combination."
 
"So I've been told."
 
"Why don't you show a little of what you can do?"
 
She raised an eyebrow at him, then said, "I'll show you, but only if you promise not to do anything stupid, such as try and use your Royal Gift on me. You know what'll happen if you try that."
 
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. I promise."
 
"Swear on your mother's grave."
 
"What?!"
 
"Do you want me to show you or not?"
 
"Fine. I swear on my mother's grave not to do anything... irrational."
 
She nodded, then began. Turned out she knew a lot of the more advanced things with her Light Element, such as light-honing, bending light to make something invisible, even melting into her Element to become part of it for a short time. She couldn't do as much with her Nature Element, but she knew how to use it. Like Athena and Darren, she specialized in vines, and she was very good at getting them to do what she wanted.
 
When she had finished, Rakar asked her, "Where did you learn? Very few peasants are that skilled."
 
She looked away. He smiled nastily to himself as he realized he'd struck a nerve.
 
"Come on, it can't be that bad. I'll keep it between us."
 
She looked at him with an unreadable expression on her face. "Promise?," she asked.
 
He nodded. "I promise."
 
She took a deep breath, then began. "When I was eight, I snuck into a magic class that was nobles only. I was wearing my best dress at the time, and I told the instructor that it was my dress for getting dirty in. To my surprise, he bought it. I learned a lot that first class, andI wanted to learn more, so I started sneaking into other classes, and by the time I was discovered, I'd learned pretty much everything I could learn. I spent the next year or so honing my skills on my own, and I got really good. So, yeah, that's the secret behind my skills."
 
Rakar stared at the wall for a little while, contemplating how he could use this information, when he noticed Aurora shaking out of the corner of his eye. He gave her a confused look, then she burst out laughing, which only heightened his confusion.
 
When she had regained enough control to speak, she said,"How stupid do you think I am, Rakar? Not stupid enough to trust you, that's for sure. That story you just heard? I made it up. The whole thing. I know how you operate. Learn about someone, then use that information to manipulate them into doing what you want. My mother warned me about people like you. She always said to keep your secrets secret from people like you."
 
"So, there is a secret?"
 
She nodded. "And it's one I'll likely take to my grave untold."
 
Rakar looked at her with something almost touching on respect. Aurora was not as easily fooled as other women he'd encountered. He'd have to be careful with her, and he'd also have to find out if there was anything about her or her past that he could use. He was going to get out of there if it was the last thing he did.
 
4 mornings later...
 
Aurora came in with his morning meal. As per usual, he was lying on his bed, looking incredibly bored. She set the tray down on the nightstand, then looked down at him.
 
"You know, I could ask King Kaze if I could bring you some books, if you want."
 
He glared at her. "I don't need you to do favors for me."
 
She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm only asking because you look like you're about to die of boredom," she replied candidly.
 
Suddenly, he jumped up and grabbed her shoulders in a vice grip. "Scream and you're dead."
 
In a low tone that was surprisingly calm, she asked,"What do you want from me?"
 
"I want you to get me out of here."
 
"Why me?"
 
"While there a handful of others who could aid in my escape, they are next to impossible to contact from in here. You are quite frankly the easier option."
 
"And if I refuse?"
 
He smiled at her evilly. "You don't have a choice in the matter. If you don't struggle, I might let you live."
 
He slowly moved his hand down her arm, seeking the end of her sleeve. She looked into his eyes for a moment, then seemed to fade away into nothing. He cursed, realizing what she had done. She reappeared a few feet away. Her hands began to glow green. He felt, rather then saw the vines that grabbed him and pinned him to the wall. As he struggled against them, he felt them sprout thorns.
 
"I'd stop struggling if I were you," Aurora said.
 
After a moment, he stopped. "I underestimated you," he said.
 
"Yes, you did," she replied, "but being underestimated is how I've managed to stay alive all these years." She paused. "Rakar, I think it's time to accept that this is where the path you chose and the choices you made have led. You're not getting out of here anytime soon, if ever. So you'd best just try to accept that this is where you are and this is where you'll be spending the rest of your life."
 
She retracted the vines. He fell to his knees. Without a word, she turned and walked out of the room.
 
Some hours later...
 
Aurora walked in, a stack of books in her arms. Rakar was sitting on the bed, still pondering how this had happened. She walked over to the bed and set the books down next to him.
 
"To keep you occupied," she said.
 
He gave her a look that said, 'I'm sulking right now. Go away.' She rolled her eyes and left.
 
After about a half hour, he reluctantly picked up one of the books. He quickly became engrossed in it. It was one of the novels he'd loved when he was younger. He glanced at the rest of the books on the stack, and saw they were all books he'd read and loved when he was younger. How had she known? Maybe she wasn't so bad after all... Maybe... He shook his head.
 
^Stay focused,^ he told himself, ^I have to stay focused. I still have to find a way out of here.^
 
He tossed the book aside and stood up. He began to pace.
 
Two hours later...
 
He stopped pacing and flopped down on his bed. He still didn't have a clue how he was going to escape. His eyes started to get heavy, and before he knew it, he was asleep.

And for the first time in many years, the nightmares returned. The nightmares about the day his parents had died. The sound of his father's last blood-choked breath; the sight of his mother being run through; the searing pain as a sword cut into his scalp; the scars from the souls of the bandits he'd killed. All of those horrible images and memories replaying in his mind over and over again. Everything was shaking around him.
 
He heard a voice calling his name, "Rakar? Rakar! Rakar, wake up!"
 
His eyes shot open and he sat up. He was shaking, drenched in sweat, and breathing hard. Aurora was looking at him with her hands on his shoulders.
 
"Let go of me," he growled.
 
She let go of his shoulders and stepped back. He slid his legs over the edge of the bed and sat there.
 
There was silence for a while, until he asked, "What were you doing?"
 
She replied, "I was trying to wake you up. I came in to check on you, and you were thrashing around in your bed and mumbling things like 'No! Stop! Leave my mother alone!'" She paused. "Rakar, were you dreaming about the day King Negolas and Queen Priscilla died?"
 
His answer was barely above a whisper. "Yes."
 
He hung his head. She took a step forward and lifted his chin so he had to look her in the eyes. And what she saw in his eyes was pain; pure, unbridled, unfiltered pain. She knew now that she was seeing the hedgehog behind the mask; that, underneath all the darkness, all the threats, he was just a man who'd suffered a great deal and had looked in all the wrong places to fill the void in his heart.
 
She spoke to him gently, as she would a child, "Rakar, I know it hurts. Believe me, I know. But take it from someone who knows, it's best to leave stuff like that in the past. Regret and revenge will eat you from the inside out. The only way for you to be at peace with your past is to let it go. Otherwise, you're going to wake up one of these days and realize that you wasted your life, and by then, it'll be too late."
 
She withdrew her hand. There was silence for a little while, then Rakar looked at her. The mask was back on.
 
He said, "I have no regrets. Everything I did, I did for the good of Cosium."
 
She asked, "Even murdering your own brother?"
 
He replied, "Mortesen was going to send teachers into the towns to show the peasantry how to use their magic. His actions would have led to the dissolution of the monarchy." At this point he stood up, a wild light in his eyes. "I never wanted to kill him! He was my brother, my best friend, my idol! But that simpering queen of his made him soft! I would much rather have killed her, but it wasn't that simple! Everything I've ever done, I've done with Cosium's best interests in mind. WHY CAN'T ANYONE SEE THAT!?"
 
She looked at him with an unreadable expression on her face for a few moments; then, out of nowhere, she back-handed him in the face! He stared at her, shock showing clearly on his face.
 
She glared at him then yelled, "DO YOU EVEN HEAR YOURSELF!? YOU HAVE A SERIOUS PRIORITIES MIX-UP!!! LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU GET THINGS STRAIGHTENED OUT!!!!"
 
She stormed off in a huff, leaving Rakar to wonder what in Cosmos was his world coming to.
 
TO BE CONTINUED…
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Chapter One: Captivity
By Nova Rose
 
Rakar paced his room for perhaps the hundredth time that day. The magic-restraining manacles that he wore kept him from using his Element—Darkness—to escape, along with the fact that the door was locked from the outside. He knew from experience that no matter how hard he threw himself at the door, it wouldn't give even the slightest bit. With a frustrated sigh, he went over to his bed and flopped down on it.
 
His prison was on one of the lower levels of the castle. It was one of the rooms set aside for nobles under house arrest. It was furnished with a chest of drawers, a cot, a nightstand, a fireplace, and a few rugs and wall hangings to help keep the chill out of the room since the entire castle was constructed of stone. As he lay there, he thought that, although he was frustrated with the current state of affairs, he was lucky to be alive to complain about it.
 
His... involvement in the wrath of magic war, along with what he had done to Mortesen, and his other various crimes, would easily have been enough to condemn him, but his nephew had decided to spare him, saying, "It's what my father would've wanted."
 
^He doesn't have the strength to take a life,^ Rakar thought, ^the fact that he spared me just proves that point.^
 
His train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the door opening. A young woman walked in. One of the guards at the door said, "If he gives you trouble, let us know."
 
She nodded and walked the fireplace. As she stoked it, Rakar got a good look at her. She was a black hedgehog, with quills about as long as Sapphire's pulled up and out of her face. Her jet black quills had white stripes on them similar to Kaze's, and she had white-tipped ears. Her eyes were a beautiful sea green, framed by long black lashes that stood out despite her dark fur. She was wearing a simple green cotton dress the same color as her eyes, with sleeves that went to her elbows and skirts that went to her ankles. She looked to be roughly half a head shorter than Rakar. She smiled at him, which was very surprising, since most people were repulsed at his presence, due to his aura.
 
His aura, which his brother had described as a creeping sensation beneath the skin, was something he'd never been able to control, although it was not for lack of trying. The most likely reason was a combination of his Dark Element and his unusual royal gift, the ability to steal the souls of others and/or manipulate them to do his bidding. He could only steal half of any one person's soul, but being able to take even that much made him stronger and his enemies weaker.
 
For many years, he he had experimented with his gift, using criminals. He kept it a secret from his brother, as he knew Mortesen would not approve. Rakar loved his brother, but for the good of Cosium, he had had to die.
 
The woman finished stoking the fireplace, then went back over to the door. One of the guards handed her a tray, which she carried over to the nightstand. She set the tray down on top of it and said, "Your morning meal, Rakar." Her voice was soft, with a slight accent.
 
Rakar stood up and replied coldly, "That's 'Lord Rakar' to you, servant."
 
To his surprise, her eyes flashed with green fire and she said, "Your nephew stripped you of your title. You're not a lord anymore. In fact, you're not much better than me."
 
Her soft voice held a surprising amount of venom, manifesting her fierce, independent spirit. Rakar stared at her. It'd been over a year since someone had spoken to him like that. The last person to do it had been his nephew. Her expression softened, and she looked at him with something almost like pity.
 
"You're going to have to get used to not being royalty anymore. You may have been a prince once, but now, you're no better than any of the citizens down in Cosium town." With a swish of her skirts, she turned and walked to the door. Before leaving, she looked back at him and said," Good day to you, Rakar. I hope you have a pleasant afternoon."
 
With that, she walked out the door, leaving him to ponder what had just happened.
 
Later that day…
 
It was late afternoon (as far as Rakar could tell), and for perhaps the millionth time since he had been imprisoned, he counted the spots on the ceiling of his room (there were two-hundred twenty-nine). As he counted the ninety-first spot, the black-quilled maid from earlier that day walked in. She had a feather duster, a broom, and a handful of old rags with her.
 
She smiled at him and said, "Don't mind me. I'm just going to give this place a good once-over. When was the last time this place was cleaned? There's dust everywhere!"
 
"I don't know, a month maybe," Rakar replied, sounding bored.
 
"Hmm, I see. Well, I can promise you that's going to change. I'm cleaning this room once a week, minimum."
 
She immediately started work, using the broom to sweep the dust on the floor into a pile, sending up a small cloud which made Rakar cough. Next, she used the feather duster to get all the larger services that were higher up. Finally, she used the rags to dust in the nooks and crannies where the feather duster couldn't reach. When she had finished, the room fairly sparkled.
 
"Hm. Not bad," Rakar said.
 
The woman curtsied, and said, "Why, thank you, Rakar... If I didn't know better, I'd think you were complimenting me."
 
Rakar gave her an icy glare. "I was complimenting your work, nothing more."
 
She chuckled. "Fine, be an old grumpy-hog. It matters not to me. I was given a job, and I'm going to do it right."
 
She turned to leave but Rakar said, "Just a minute. You know my name, but I don't know yours."
 
She turned to look at him. "I generally don't give my name to those above my station, however slight the separation."
 
"You did say earlier that I'm not much better than any of the citizens down in Cosium town, and I'd say you're slightly better off than they are; so, in a way, we're at about the same place on the social ladder."

How it burned his pride have to say that! ^I will always be above them, no matter what my weak-minded nephew says.^
 
She nodded. "Fair enough. My name is Aurora—Aurora Ivy Moonlace. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other duties to attend to. Good day, Rakar."
 
She turned and walked out the door. Rakar went back to his bed and sat down, stroking a scar beneath his eye.
 
^She may prove herself useful,^ he thought, a sinister smile slowly crossing his face.
 
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Hey guys!!!! Sorry I've kept you waiting for so long, but here it is!!! Chapter one of my Rakar fanfiction!!! It's my birthday tomorrow, so I thought I'd give you guys a little something to reward your patience. Chapters 2,3,4 are written and ready to post, and I will put them up when I get the chance. Hope you enjoy it!!!! Rakar, Kaze, Darren,Athena, Sapphire, and Benonic belong to Liyuconberma. Shadow, Sonic, and Silver belong to SEGA. All other characters belong to me. Please don't hate on me and remember to leave a comment. God bless and have a great day!  

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Hi guys! I am Novarose18! But you can also call me Nova Rose. Whichever you prefer. I am a Catholic, and I'm proud to be one!!!I specialize in fan fiction, but in between chapters, I will put out drawings I make using DA Muro. Hope you guys enjoy my writings and drawings!!! Also, if you are interested in doing a RP with me, send me a note entailing the details, and i will decide if it complies with my rules. I hold the right to refuse any RP request. Besides all the stuff mentioned above, I'm a Shadow, Rakar, Benonic, and Darren megafan! I'm also a HUGE fan of Gaara of the Desert! And the Naruto show!!!! Enjoy!
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Well, seeing the comment thread below, I would like to clarify some things.

I'm also a Catholic, and I study in a school in which we value our religion.

My teacher, who backed out his priesthood yet finished his studies on it, said that Yaoi, in particular, is not against our faith. Yes, it goes against our God's plans but it is not against our faith. What goes against is the act perversion which is seen in Yaoi and Yuri. That is a sin.

To inform you as well, if ever you are against homosexuals and transgender, there are some gay priests and lesbian nuns that I know.


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Listen, I'm not against people like that. They are all God's children. I am against the act as well. I know the difference. However, I am against yaoi fanfiction because of the fact that it shows the act perversion of homosexuality in a positive light. What made you feel like you need to bring this up?
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