The Celestial Architect
The skyline of Neo-Manhattan was a jagged, neon-lit prayer to a god of gold and glass. In the year 202, the city didn't sleep; it vibrated with the hum of a trillion data-streams and the hollow laughter of the Gilded Age. Sebastian lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds, a space filled with holographic sculptures and the scent of expensive, synthetic ozone. He was the most celebrated...
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