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... felt almost unnatural.
Outside his small porthole, streaks of gold and crimson painted the horizon as the sun dipped low, its dying light glinting faintly off the metallic frame.
Inside his cabin, John sat cross-legged on the narrow bed, his mind steady yet simmering with anticipation.
He had been waiting for this moment ever since he began upgrading the Death Clone Technique.
A slow smile crept onto his lips as he summoned the familiar translucent interface.
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