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Morning View Sessions: The Champion's Quiet Rise

Panel 1: Sarge, a tough round pebble with a dented helmet, stands alone in a dim military office, medals missing from his chest, face a mix of defiance and hurt. Panel 2: Sarge sits cross-legged on the floor of a sunlit empty apartment, fists clenched, a small fire quietly blazing on the ground beside him, symbolizing burning away his old self. Acid-yellow light filters through a cracked window. Panel 3: On a balcony overlooking a cityscape in soft morning light, Sarge stands quietly, helmet slightly lifted, eyes closed in peace, the noise of past battles fading like distant thunder. — 01 Stripped of medals, titles, and rank—an elite soldier sits, eyes hard but spirit unyielding.
02 Sunlight pools in the empty room; anger ignites as ashes of the past smolder silently.
03 Balcony dawn: noise fades. The champion breathes deep, wrapped in a hand-forged warmth.

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