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Pablo yearned to follow in his father's footsteps, who had been lost at sea on his quest to become the greatest robot fighter in the world. However, the harsh realities of the world made him realize that there was more to life than just being a robot creator.

He was betrayed by both his father's aide and his girlfriend, and losing the once-mighty da-Fonte Robotics to the enemy left him feeling worthless and bitter, as if he were nothing but a burden to his legendary family.

Overwhelmed with grief, he retreated to his father's hometown, drowning in sorrow and consumed by regret. He resigned himself to a life of misery and was simply waiting for death.

Just when he thought he had given up on life, a simple act of kindness in the small, backward town changed everything for him. Through this act, he discovered a new purpose and reason to keep going.

And so, the birth of the legendary robot fighter began.

When he thought everything was finally on the right path, he discovered a huge secret-- Robots were not meant for fighting in the ring alone, they have a higher purpose that carries the weight of mankind's survival.

Then a question pops up in his mind.

"Is this related to the disappearance of my father?"

The Legendary Robot Fighter with Optimal Universal System

Sitting inside his studio, Pablo's mind was a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts.

The adrenaline from the intense battle with the savage men still coursed through his veins, leaving him both exhilarated and on edge.

The events of the night had left him deep in contemplation, and his expression reflected the weight of the thoughts swirling within him.

His eyes stared off into the distance, but it was clear that his focus was not on the physical space around him.

Instead, he seemed lost in the labyrinth of his own mind, replaying the events that had unfolded just moments ago.

Also, three spatial pouches sat on the glass table in front of Pablo, their strange markings etched onto the surface, hinting at their mysterious origins.

The dim light in the room cast an eerie glow on the pouches, adding to their enigmatic aura.

Pablo's hand trembled slightly as he reached for one of the pouches, curiosity mingled with apprehension.

How did he do it