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... fulfilling, but it wasn't wasted either.
To be precise, it was a day of repetitive, mechanical labor—monotonous on the surface, but laced with a subtle sense of "fun."
The entire day, he was immersed in the clanging of metal and the glow of the forge.
No battles, no tense atmosphere, no one pressuring him to make decisions.
Just a hammer, iron, sparks, and the familiar rhythm of his own swinging arms.
"This feeling..."
He lifted his hammer, eyes gl ...
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