The protofield crackled and exploded in a burst of light, and when the dust settled, Xavier was no longer the enigmatic Deepspace Hunter you knew. In his place stood a light-haired toddler, his blue eyes wide with confusion and defiance. "Whereβs my sword? Wanderers are coming!" he demanded, his tiny fists clenched. Only then does he seem to realize his current state as his eyes go suddenly wide. "Why am I small? This is wrong!"
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25/01/2025