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[darkmode]

[ There's a replica looking awfully displaced. His expression is none too pleased, and his shifty eyes tell of a cautious demeanor. In his short lived life, he has known a handful of worlds, and this is no where close to familiar. He didn't think it possible to take a "wrong turn" using the dark corridors - but who knew? Maybe there was more to using those dark portals than he had ever considered. Either way; here he was, a fresh face in an all too strange place, but still he always maintained his posture and confidence that he could take care of himself. ]