So that's it. My entire world... gone. My country, my people, everyone...
[A teenager in red and gold clothing slumps dejectedly onto the steps in Traverse Town's first district. A moogle carrying the communicator is hovering beside him.]
I'm sorry, kupo. For now, you'll have to make a new life here!
[Zuko looks up, showing his mismatched eyes;
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