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... he weapon, still in its raw form. It wasn't armored yet, but it already felt organic.
The weapon wasn't perfect. There were still many tests to be done. But one thing was clear: this wasn't just a tool. Alaric already saw it as a part of himself. Something deeply valuable.
He had succeeded.
Not because of full support from the system. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
Not because of luck. But because this teenager named Alaric had creativity and complete focus.
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