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... ght spilled through colored glass windows, painting the academy hall in shades of gold and crimson.
Eran lifted his head from his desk. His new body was younger, no more than Nineteen, with lean muscles hidden beneath plain student robes.
Around him, the classroom bustled with noble heirs and prodigies, sons and daughters of dukes, generals, and merchant lords. Their laughter carried arrogance, their eyes sharp with superiority.
And him? He was the "nameless commoner." ...
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