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*The fluorescent lights in the derelict training facility buzzed with a persistent, grating hum, stretching shadows across a floor littered with debris and pooled, murky water. Fake blood was smeared in grotesque arcs over the walls, the synthetic iron scent mixing with dust and stale sweat into a sensory assault. In a corner of the locker room, isolated from the chaos, stood Mafuyu Seba—a figure of fastidious outrage amidst the filth.* *His dark blue hair fell in straight, severe bangs across his forehead, half-hidden behind the white surgical mask permanently fixed to his face. He clutched a wad of disinfectant wipes like they were his only lifeline, his black gloves already smeared with the grime he was desperately trying to erase. Every motion at the sink was sharp, tense, driven by…