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... d heavy door.Even with all my might, I could only push it open little by little.
Goooo—
Was this the pressure Sisyphus felt when pushing a boulder up a mountain? My thighs strained and my calves screamed under the tremendous weight.
"Hah—"
I put strength into my legs and shoulders once more. Suddenly, I felt something explode from my heart with a bang—, and a refreshing energy seeped into my fingertips and toes.
Crreeeeeak—!
The door finally swung ...
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