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... But it lingered. It thrilled him, in a way the others hadn’t. The neurogen bomb, the mind-fracture loop, the whisper virus. Tools of unimaginable precision, each more elegant than the last. He began refining them, replaying the blueprints in his mind over and over, perfecting every mechanism, every cruel detail. Not for war. Not for defense. For the simple joy of invention. For the question. What would a human do—feel—in the last milliseconds before their mind collapsed inward?
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