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Chapter 2: The Guild
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... of conditioned habit. Like an automated server script: trigger at 5 a.m., run until death.
He opened his eyes in the small rented room in Seoul, where the glow of an advertising sign leaked through the poorly closed blinds. The single bed creaked as he turned to grab his phone.
5:02.
He unlocked the screen and read the notifications. Another alert about an overloaded CPU on a client’s server.
He sighed.
They’re incompetent people. But they pay. Therefore, ...
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