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... his tiny, barely furnished apartment, staring at the long, plain wooden box in front of him.
It had just been delivered—less than an hour after he placed the order.
That was faster than expected.
The package itself looked completely unremarkable.
Just a rectangular wooden container, sealed tightly, with a stamped serial number on top. No fancy engravings. No decorative symbols.
Just a box holding his first weapon. It was as simple as it could get.
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