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The ground shook violently as Regin fell. His brain had gotten over-heated again as the memories were making themselves heard again.
He regained consiousness a few days later and he remembered everything.
'Course there wasn't much to remember, he had simply walked out of his home one day when he was ten when he was chasing a cat, and had gotten lost.
With a big smile he sat down to count his fingers, a hobby he very much appreciated, and thought about what he was going to do next.
He found that he was hungry (which he was nearly all the time) and started to go back to a city he had passed earlier in the search for a snack.
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