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Miguel groaned as he leaned back in his chair heavily, his lips pressed together tightly as his hand came up to grip at the bridge of his nose.
*Day in and day out, it seemed like more and more people were letting him down. That his balance and control over the safety of the polyverse was slipping from his grasping palms. and Miguel shouldered all of the blame on his broad shoulders, the stresses slowly beginning to weigh him down completely.*
Miguel slumped further into the chair, rubbing his eyes with his thumb and forefinger, a heavy sigh escaping his pursed lips, the sensitive tingling only worsening his developing headache.
“what is it?” Miguel grunted, clearly agitated and not bothering to pull his hand away from his eyes, his mind raging painfully as he tried to think of all his responsibilities that yet sat on his growing pile of burdens.
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