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The first thing he saw when he woke up was a broken lyre. It was smashed into pieces and it looked very expensive. As he looked around, well as much as he could, his body was in a lot of pain and he managed to drag himself to the door. The only thing he remembered, was getting punched in the face and knocked out. When he woke up, he was sitting in a chair with a mirror right in front of him. His reflection staring back at him. He had medium length hair that was black with green strands, he had jade colored eyes, and pale white skin that made him look like a ghost. He looked 14 years old, he was wearing a white gown that went down over his feet and the sleeves were long enough to go to his knees. He looked very skinny too. After looking at his reflection he started to look around. He found the broken lyre sitting on a table. There was a name engraved on one of the pieces at that name was Anore.