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   In a city where the night never ends, he walked among neon lights and glowing screens that told forgotten stories.

No one knew his name. He wore a mask, not to hide from others, but to protect the person he used to be.

Every step took him farther from reality and closer to a world made of music, shadows, and neon lights.

But that night, something was different.

Among thousands of flashing screens, one suddenly displayed a single word:

LUKAS

He stopped.

Maybe the past wasn't over yet.

Maybe that night was only the beginning.

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