An F-Rank Veterinarian Physically Heals an S-Rank Magical Beast - Chapter 29

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Chapter 29
[Warning! An ultra-high-temperature energy entity is approaching.]
[Ambient temperature is rising rapidly. Exercise caution against fire.]
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Arcana Medical Resort, Rooftop Garden. The space was saturated with heat so intense it seemed the very marble would melt at any moment.
A celestial constellation descended from the heavens—the Noon Sun.
Though he wore the form of a man, his true essence was that of a colossal star itself.
With each step he took, the marble beneath his feet blackened with a sharp crackling sound, and the surrounding air shimmered with heat distortion.
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“Ahhhhh! It’s so hot! I’m burning alive!”
“The air conditioning! Seo Ji-hoo! Turn the air conditioning to maximum!”
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Staff and Hunters screamed and fled to the shadows.
Even Balakas, the fire dragon with exceptional heat resistance, hung his tongue out and gasped for breath.
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[…What the hell. This guy’s even hotter than me. Seriously wounding my pride.]
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Yet amid this murderous heat, only two people remained serene—Kang Jin-hyuk and Yoo Yi-soo.
Yoo Yi-soo was maintaining a powerful thermal insulation barrier across the entire hospital using the power of the [Artificial Abyss Core], while Jin-hyuk was classifying the heat as a “patient’s symptom” and ignoring it through his [Absolute Medical Authority].
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“Welcome. Please, this way.”
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Jin-hyuk guided the sun without a single bead of sweat on his brow.
The sun’s expression was clearly apologetic.
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[…I’m sorry. I’m a bit… hot, aren’t I?]
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Even his telepathic voice carried the weight of heat.
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“Not at all. You do seem to be running a fever. Your body temperature is approximately 5,000 degrees, I’d estimate?”
[My surface temperature is 6,000 degrees. I’ve been in poor condition lately, so I’ve cooled down a bit.]
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Cooled down to 6,000 degrees.
Jin-hyuk led the sun into the specialized isolation chamber—a former freezer.
It was an ice room maintained at minus 100 degrees by Bing-je Seo Ji-hoo, but the moment the sun entered, it transformed into a sauna in an instant.
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“Please, have a seat.”
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Jin-hyuk offered a chair.
The instant the sun’s buttocks made contact, the chair melted away with a sharp hissing sound.
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[…Ah. I’m sorry.]
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The Noon Sun stood there awkwardly.
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“Just stand there, please. Now, where does it hurt?”
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I unfolded the chart. The paper was beginning to yellow and char at the edges, but I deliberately ignored it.
The Noon Sun released a deep sigh.
A small flare burst forth from that sigh.
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[I’m exhausted.]
“Exhausted, you say?”
[Have you ever worked non-stop for 4.5 billion years?]
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I was at a loss for words.
4.5 billion years.
A tenure beyond even imagination.
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[I am the sun. If I close my eyes, the universe freezes. So I had to keep shining for 24 hours, 365 days, no—for all eternity. Burning, and burning again…]
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The Noon Sun’s shoulders sagged. Yet the light remained dazzling.
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[But lately… I don’t want to emit light anymore. I just want to flip the switch off. I’m afraid to open my eyes in the morning, and the planets staring at me alone feels suffocating. Why must I burn? For what purpose?]
“….”
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I adjusted my glasses.
This condition.
Every office worker in South Korea had experienced it at least once.
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“It’s burnout.”
[Burn… out?]
“Yes. You’ve burned through completely. It’s not that your fuel has run dry—it’s that the wick of your heart has burned away.”
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I peered into the Noon Sun’s interior with my [Eye of Divine Will].
The exterior shone brilliantly, but the core at its center was dying, turning to ash.
A mental affliction born from obsession and a sense of responsibility.
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[Can it be cured? The other gods just told me I’ve grown lazy.]
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Noon Sun let out a self-deprecating laugh. It seemed that even in the realm of gods, “passion pay” existed.
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“I can fix this.”
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Jin-hyuk spoke with conviction.
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“The prescription is simple. Sleep.”
[…Sleep? But I told you. If I sleep, the world will…]
“It won’t collapse.”
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Jin-hyuk cut him off.
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“The world won’t fall apart without you. Someone else can cover your shift. And this place isn’t Earth, nor is it the universe. It’s The Abyss.”
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Jin-hyuk pointed toward the window.
Beyond the glass stretched an eternal land of darkness, where a crimson moon hung suspended in the sky.
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“This place has no light to begin with. Even if you dim, no one will complain. In fact… it’s so bright that we’ll probably get noise complaints.”
[A place… without light.]
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Noon Sun’s eyes wavered.
A world of darkness he had never experienced since birth.
That pitch-black darkness didn’t feel like fear to him—it felt like a warm, comforting blanket.
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[I want to sleep… truly, I want to sleep without a single thought…]
“Then let’s proceed with your admission. I’ll arrange a private room for you. However, there is one condition.”
[A condition?]
“You’re too bright. Please lower your luminosity to bedside lamp levels. You’re keeping all the other patients awake.”
[I’ll try.]
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Jin-hyuk shouted toward the outside.
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“Lee Shin-woo! Ma Dong-tak! Seo Ji-hoo! Everyone get in here! Install blackout curtains!”
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The full-scale [Constellation Sleep Project] had begun.
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[Emergency Notice: From today onward, The Abyss is in broad daylight.]
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Noon Sun moved into the VIP Ward—a penthouse newly constructed on the hospital’s rooftop.
The problem was that no matter how much he reduced his output, he was still far too bright.
Flash!
The crimson moon hanging in the sky of The Abyss vanished, obscured by the radiance of sunlight.
For the first time in its eternal night, The Abyss welcomed [dawn]—accompanied by intensely potent ultraviolet rays.
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“Argh! It’s blinding! My eyes!”
“My skin is burning! Help me!”
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The demonic beasts of The Abyss shrieked and retreated into their burrows.
For creatures that had dwelt only in darkness, sunlight was as lethal as poison.
Particularly the Dark Elves from the East and the Plague King’s legions from the North faced annihilation.
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“Director! We’re being bombarded with protest calls! They’re demanding you lower the sun!”
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Luna clutched the phone, her expression twisted in distress.
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“What do they expect me to do? I can’t exactly lower the sun.”
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I was equally perplexed.
Just then, someone burst through the door from outside.
A massive man wearing sunglasses.
It was Plague King Nergal.
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“Director Kang! What is the meaning of this! There are limits to ultraviolet sterilization! My children are all drying out and dying!”
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Nergal bellowed at the top of his lungs.
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“Those sunglasses suit you quite well, actually.”
“Don’t think you can smooth this over with flattery! Turn off that light immediately!”
“Just a moment.”
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An idea struck me.
I gestured toward the sunglasses Nergal was wearing.
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“Where did you get those?”
“These? A VIP guest from Earth left them behind. Without them, my eyes sting terribly…”
“That’s exactly it.”
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I snapped my fingers. If you cannot avoid it, embrace it; if you cannot block it, shield it.
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“Ma Dong-tak! Open the warehouse! Do we still have any [obsidian] left from the materials we brought from Earth?”
“Yes, we do have them… but what for?”
“Luna! You know how to cut optical lenses, right?”
“Huh? Yes….”
“Distribute them to all staff and patients.”
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I declared it.
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“[Abyss-Customized Sunglasses]. Everyone must wear them.”
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One hour later.
The landscape of Arcana Resort had transformed into something peculiar.
The hyenas guarding the hospital entrance wore black [Boeing sunglasses] over their eyes.
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“Woof! (My eyes don’t hurt anymore!)”
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The Dark Elf Maids who were cleaning swept elegantly in their cat-eye sunglasses.
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“Oh, that’s pretty hip?”
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Even Beelzebub and Ma Dong-tak, who were lifting weights in the gym, were exercising in sports goggles.
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“Exercise really is all about the gear.”
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I gazed down at the scene from the rooftop terrace with satisfaction.
I was wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses myself.
It felt like we’d arrived at a beach resort.
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“Is this… The Abyss or Hawaii?”
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Yoo Yi-soo laughed in disbelief.
She lay beneath a parasol wearing oversized sunglasses.
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“Once you adjust, it’s convenient. The increased sunlight helps synthesize vitamin D anyway.”
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I took a sip of iced Americano.
But the real problem remained.
While sunglasses solved the outside issue, the patient himself—Noon Sun—couldn’t sleep.
His own body’s light was blinding him.
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“[…It’s agonizing. Even with my eyes closed, light pierces through my eyelids.]”
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Inside the VIP room, the Noon Sun whimpered softly.
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“Ah, I’m suffering too.”
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I clicked my tongue in frustration.
This required a physical barrier.
A simple curtain wouldn’t suffice.
Even S-rank magic couldn’t completely block out light.
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“Lee Shin-woo. Seo Ji-hoo. And… Phantom King.”
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I summoned three specialists.
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“Special order. Create an [Absolute Dark Room].”
“An absolute dark room?”
“Yes. A chamber of absolute darkness where light can neither escape nor enter.”
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The three specialists put their heads together. Lee Shin-woo, the spatial mage; Seo Ji-hoo; and the Phantom King, master of illusions.
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“What if we isolate the space itself and confine the light waves?”
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Seo Ji-hoo responded to Lee Shin-woo’s suggestion.
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“We coat the inner walls with [Absolute Zero Ice Mirrors] to reflect the light…”
“And if I layer my [Veil of Darkness] over that, it would be perfect.”
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With the Phantom King’s idea added, the concrete design of the dark room was complete.
The dream team’s work began.
Layers of magical circles were inscribed across the penthouse’s outer walls.
Space twisted, black mist rose, and walls of ice materialized.
Finally, the [Absolute Dark Room] was complete.
From the outside, it looked like a black box—a void that devoured all light like a black hole.
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“Step inside. This night exists for you alone.”
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I opened the door for him.
The Noon Sun entered the dark room with trembling steps. The moment the door closed.
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[…!]
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The light vanished.
For the first time in 4.5 billion years, the sun found itself submerged in perfect darkness—unable to even perceive the light emanating from its own body.
It was quiet and cool.
And… comforting.
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[Ah… is this… night…?]
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A sigh escaped from the sun’s lips.
As tension melted away, my entire body felt as though it were dissolving.
I lowered myself onto the prepared bed.
My eyelids grew heavy and descended.
This time, light did not interfere.
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“Sleep well. I’ll wake you when the sun rises. Oh, the sun doesn’t rise here.”
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Kang Jin-hyuk whispered from outside.
Snore… snore…
The sun had fallen asleep.
The moment the constellation drifted into slumber, the faint heat and light that had been seeping outward faded away.
Peaceful darkness returned to The Abyss.
Of course, everyone continued wearing their sunglasses as a fashion statement.
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[Treatment Day 3]
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The sun did not wake.
It was not dead.
It simply had no intention of rising, too absorbed in the most blissful sleep imaginable.
Kang Jin-hyuk occasionally entered to replace the IV—a high-concentration mana nutrient solution—before leaving.
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“Director, we have a serious problem.”
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This time, Zeruel arrived with a grave expression.
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“What is it? Is the sun’s nose running?”
“No, that’s not it….”
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Zeruel pointed toward the sky. The heavens of The Abyss trembled as if being torn asunder. And through the fissure, the sound of a sacred trumpet blared forth.
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[Pwooooooo—!]
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“A suppression force is descending from the Heavenly Realm.”
“A suppression force? Why?”
“The Noon Sun has disappeared! From the Heavenly Realm’s perspective, a constellation has gone missing!”
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Ah, damn.
I pressed my forehead with my palm.
I’d been too busy putting the Noon Sun to sleep to contact the Heavenly Realm, his guardians.
They must have assumed he’d been kidnapped by the Demon Kings of The Abyss.
Whoooosh!
The sky tore open, and tens of thousands of the Heavenly Army descended.
At their vanguard stood the Archangel War-Mad Michael, wielding a flaming sword.
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“Filthy demons! How dare you abduct our Noon Sun! I shall obliterate The Abyss this very day!”
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With Michael’s roar, the angels leveled their weapons. The Demon Kings of The Abyss rushed forth with their own arms drawn.
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“What? You want to throw down?”
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Beelzebub flexed his bulging muscles and continued, as if responding to Asura’s words.
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“Don’t cause trouble in my gym!”
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The situation hung on a knife’s edge. The Second Celestial-Demonic War was about to erupt.
I sighed and picked up the megaphone.
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“Hey, could you all keep it down? There’s a patient sleeping!”
“Silence, human! Are you the mastermind? Hand over the Noon Sun at once!”
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Michael hurled his flaming sword toward me.
Just then, the door to the Absolute Dark Room on the hospital’s rooftop burst open.
The Noon Sun stumbled out, his hair disheveled.
He wore pajamas and had a sleep mask draped around his neck.
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[Who is that? Who’s making such a racket?]
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Irritation laced the Noon Sun’s voice—the wrath of one whose sleep had been disturbed. It was far more terrifying than any constellation’s power.
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[Michael, is that you?]
“Y-Your Majesty, the Noon Sun?”
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Michael froze.
The Noon Sun, whom he’d assumed was kidnapped and being tortured, was yawning in pajamas.
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[I’m sleeping, can’t you see? Get lost. I’m going to sleep for another hundred years anyway.]
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As the Noon Sun waved his hand, the Heavenly Army was thrust backward like autumn leaves scattered by wind. An overwhelming force.
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“Eek! I-I’m terribly sorry!”
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Michael dropped to his knees.
The Noon Sun looked back at Jin-hyuk and spoke.
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[Doctor. Mind soundproofing this place? And… what’s for breakfast?]
“Bean sprout soup with rice, sir. Excellent for hangovers.”
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[Good. Make me a bowl. I’ll eat and go back to sleep.]
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The Noon Sun retreated back into the absolute darkness.
Situation resolved.
The Heavenly Army hovered in the sky with dumbfounded expressions, while the Demon Kings chuckled.
Jin-hyuk gestured to Michael.
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“Since you’re here, why not get a checkup? General, you don’t look well at all.”
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Jin-hyuk’s eyes scanned Michael.
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[Diagnosis: War addiction, chronic impatience, and… severe shoulder tension.]
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“You love fighting, don’t you? We have plenty of sparring partners at our hospital. Would you like to spar with Asura?”
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Michael’s ears perked up.
A meeting between a war-mad angel and a battle fanatic.
It was the moment another [attraction] was born at the Arcana Resort.

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