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... ill fresh in his mind.
Every strike, every drill, every lap around the cage seemed lighter at first, as if the thought of what awaited him at home carried him forward. A son.
The idea kept looping in his head, impossible to shake.
It felt surreal, raising a boy who would carry his name, his blood, his traits. A miniature version of himself.
The thought made him smile at times, but it also stopped him cold.
He wanted his son to be like him, strong and resil ...
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