The Distant Journey

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The elevator descended in a silent, hydraulic sigh, carrying me toward the sub-basement where the server farms hummed like a hive of electric bees. I checked my reflection in the polished steel doors. My face was a mask of corporate composure, the skin tight, the eyes wide and unblinking. I was a creature of the grid, a ghost in the machine, woven from code and cold ambition. My name was Elias...

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