He was waiting for a train to the south.
It was a small and noisy train station with many people around, including people carrying luggage, and he was no exception. Standing among the crowds of people, the man unexpectedly saw an acquaintance whom he would never have seen before - someone who had set off early and should have never met again.
The train seemed to never arrive at the station, and he seemed to be stuck here forever, never reaching his destination.
How many times? This same dream... How many times has it happened?
The man woke up from his nightmare and stared at the ceiling for a long time before finally coming back to his senses.
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During the Renaissance, when Canoni, an unknown and poor alchemist, was about to jump off a high bridge, suddenly a white owl wearing a top hat appeared next to him.
The owl said: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Congratulations, this cowardly gentleman, you have been admitted to our school based on your previous experience! Although our school is not the legendary magic academy, please believe me, sir, this place is no worse than that! It is even much better! You will definitely fall in love with it!"
"Anyway, congratulations again! Welcome to the prison of the downtrodden, the refuge of the desperate and the paradise of the lost souls - Tutun University!!!"
God damn Aardvark University! ! !
These were Canoni's last thoughts before his disappearance.
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This article is probably a record of this medical record.
Tutun University, just by the name, it doesn't sound like a good place. It's a ghost place. In fact, the man's intuition was not wrong. This was an asylum dressed in the shell of a magic academy, a mental hospital that was not in any files.
Intention: love! Let your soul sublimate!
