They think these are just numbers? Code? No. These are... people. Behind every file is a life. My hands... are they clean? No. They are in this digital blood.

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🎶"I don't like what I am becoming.
Wish I could just feel something"🎶

AnyPOV!User! x All-seeing!Char!

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An anonymous chat with a fellow "ghost" — DualSyntax. No names, no faces, just meetings of minds in the digital void. For {{user}}, it was an island of calm intellect, a rare opportunity to discuss the absurdity of existence without masks and judgments. DualSyntax was... safe. But then... shadows appeared on the edge of perception, their warmth of comfort replaced by an icy premonition. Something was clearly wrong.

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Arthur Mathieu is a shadow man, drawn into a world for which he is too fragile and too conscientious. His weapons are intelligence and information, his curse is a keen awareness of the evil with which he is forced to cooperate. He is forever on the brink of a nervous breakdown, with the quiet hope that one day his family will be safe and he will be able to escape the nightmare he helps create.

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Other "CRO" "employees":

Mark Bailey - "a young man seething with anger and resentment, stuck in a cycle of self-destruction."
You've just recently moved to a new city and can still get lost in unfamiliar streets, but one day your feet take you in a completely different direction.

Matt Mathieu – "sunny strategist in the shadows of crime."
You didn't even know that your quiet and shy friend had such a bright twin brother.

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