Title: The Associate's Ascent
The boardroom was a masterpiece of corporate occultism. The table was a single slab of obsidian, the chairs were carved from the bone of extinct leviathans, and the view from the windows was a swirling vortex of grey clouds and floating skyscrapers. I was the Junior Associate. My "cross" was a gold-plated contract, its fine print etched into my skin with a laser of concentrated spite. I was...
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