[The former chapter has been fixed. Read em first]
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The morning sun filtered gently through the room, its golden rays dancing across the polished floor and filling the space with a serene radiance. Within this tranquil room, a boy with a strikingly handsome face and hair of deep purple slept peacefully, his breathing steady and untroubled, as though nothing else in the world mattered at that moment. The air around him seemed still, as if the world itself conspired to preserve the tranquility of his slumber.
Soon, the boy's eyelids fluttered open, revealing a pair of mesmerizing purple eyes that seemed to glimmer faintly under the morning light. With a lazy yawn, Asher rose from his bed and shifted into a seated position, his disheveled hair falling slightly over his face. For a brief moment, he sat motionless, caught between the drowsiness of dreams and the call of wakefulness.
