On the first day, he almost died.
On the second day, he almost died.
On the third, he began to notice a worrying trend. And almost died.
Crushing loneliness? Danger around every corner? All of that has become part of his daily routine.
That’s fine. He’ll carve out a place in this world with his bare hands if necessary. He’ll survive, and then he’ll thrive.
Whether anyone wants him to or not.
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