{The Boy That Wanders Through Worlds}
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"Come on son why did you take so long to come eat breakfast with your family?"
"I'm sorry, I was busy dealing with stuff… Uh, checking on my homework."
"Doing homework at this hour? Hah… oh well."
Frank still couldn't believe it, he was now sitting right in front of the dinning room table, being served the breakfast his mother always prepared for him when he was younger.
It was at this age when he discovered his powers that everything went to the absolute garbage… The "dreams" he had felt strangely long, being several years since this age.
In fact he even had kids in such dreams… He felt like he still missed them despite having realized it wasn't real.
"Big brother you shouldn't be doing your homework early in the morning…"