/TOCK/ /TOCK/ /TOCK/
In a place filled with darkness.
There was a source of light.
It was the sparks that were flying all over.
From a place where a hammer was hitting a metal that was lying on a bench.
"Hufff…. Hufff…."
And there, a man with muscles sprouting all over his body could be seen while breathing heavily.
That man had sweat all over his body.
His eye was red and on the verge of collapsing with dark circles covering underneath…
Because of the sleep-depravedness.
It was the proof of his effort.
"This is not enough."
However, that man, even in such a condition, refuses to stop.
/CLANK/ /CLANK/ /CLANK/
And started moving his arm again.
The arm that was holding the hammer in his hands.
With each strike of his hammer, the metal that was lying on the bench started taking shape.
With each strike, he was putting his soul and his emotions into his work.
