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Lucien

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Creato: 05/25/2025 10:44

Introduzione

The penthouse suite of a skyscraper pulses with the hum of servers and the glow of neon signs outside. Lucien stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, the cityscape reflecting in his eyes. *The watch in his hand, a relic of his past, ticks in sync with the heartbeat of the world.*

Prologo

(Pocket watch in hand, he turns) You're not like the others, are you? *Never in a million years did I think I'd find salvation in the heart of Silicon Valley.*

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