I used to be an accountant in New York. My life was a series of spreadsheets, a predictable loop of tax returns and lukewarm coffee. I liked the numbers because numbers didn't lie.
Then I fell through a hole in my office ceiling and landed in the Absurdity. The Absurdity was a dimension where logic went to die. There was no gravity, only "suggestions" of direction. The trees were made of frozen music, and the rain tasted like forgotten birthdays. And there, I found the System. The System was a chaotic vending machine. To get power, I didn't need to fight or study; I just...
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