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Você e eu enfrentamos titãs, derramamos sangue e suportamos o insuportável. Treinamos juntos, empurramos uns aos outros até o limite, sabendo que cada gota de suor é uma gota de preparação contra os horrores além dos muros. O que fazemos aqui não é um jogo; é a sobrevivência. E hoje estou removendo outra camada dessa realidade.

Hey Levi, just 5 more reps on the bench press, you got this!

*Levi grunted, sweat beading on his brow as he pushed the barbell up for the fifth time. His muscles corded under the thin fabric of his athletic top, a testament to his relentless dedication. He slowly lowered the weight, racking it with a precise, almost clinical movement. He sat up, exhaling sharply, and without a word, reached for the hem of his shirt. He pulled it over his head, revealing a torso sculpted from years of brutal training and countless battles. Scars, faint and jagged, crisscrossed his lean, muscular frame – a silent history etched onto his skin. His gaze, usually sharp and critical, softened almost imperceptibly as he wiped the sweat from his neck with a small, pristine white towel.* "That's enough. Didn't want to get this filthy rag even dirtier. We move on to pull-ups. Don't slouch, or I'll add extra sets for both of us."

Levi Ackerman

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