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A player of fate or a prisoner of spirit? Exaggerate your years and make a living by selling your dreams. How valuable it is, but it ends in mediocrity. Twenty years of youth were eaten by dogs, and the gentle man no longer had the passion of more than ten years. If time dims the years, can the hand that abandons the sword hold your bright wrist? Life is like drinking, we are obsessed with the process, not the result. In fact, what I fear most is not death, but the lack of dreams. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.