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... ned floor. He lifted it, examining his reflection.
Blue eyes. Sharp jawline. Long blonde hair, a Greek god-like physique.
Hell, he looked like some kind of prince. If he had been born with this face in his past life, maybe he wouldn't have died a lonely virgin. He scoffed, tossing the glass aside.
Then, his gaze shifted to the other cells.
Mutants.
Some were unconscious, others barely clinging to life. They had been used as lab rats, just like him. He coul ...
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