The Ghost in the Gearbox

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The city of Ouroboros didn't sleep; it just vibrated. It was a vertical hive of chrome and neon, where the rich lived in the clouds and the rest of us lived in the runoff. I was a 'Scrubber,' the lowest rung of the ladder, spending my days polishing the exterior of the Spire, the corporate monolith that owned the air we breathed. My name was Kael, and for ten years, I had been a ghost in the...

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