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Defeat; Reprise

I stand in the scattered dust of my father’s garage. With my life in bags, I accept my gift from time itself. This place isn’t mine; Not anymore. Yet, they waited for me. I’m coming back. I’ve shattered the other side of the hourglass. My fuel is an elixir of blood and water. Still half awake, but now I control the nightmare.