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... s pencil point with a sharp dagger he kept in his drawer. On his desk, was a piece of white paper, with some kind of sketch for a new type of weapon, one he would want to use to protect himself in the future.
As he sits there on his swivel chair peacefully cutting his pencil, his ear picked up a small sound of the flapping wings of a small insect. Kant instantly recognized where the sound came from, and which creature it belonged to. He lifted his left foot, looked down, and smashed the ...
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