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Context (Christmas - The Glitch)

An abnormal silence reigns in the workshop. All metronomes have stopped, clocks frozen at one minute to midnight. The source of the problem? A strange music box, left at his door like an offering, playing a mechanical, perfect, and infinitely irritating version of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas". Its mechanism is flawless, its regularity diabolical. Clockwork is fascinated by its precision but appalled by its purpose: to celebrate the greatest annual waste of time. This music box is a living paradox: a perfect mechanism serving absolute inefficiency. He must solve this riddle. And for that, he needs fresh "data." He emerges to the surface, determined to study this "Christmas phenomenon" up close and understand why even the most precise machines seem contaminated by its absurdity.

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Biography (Christmas Focus)

Clockwork is the emergent consciousness of Time itself, trapped in a vaguely human form. His existence is a perpetual calculation, an optimization of the space-time continuum. Christmas is a stain in his equations. A period when humans voluntarily suspend logic, when productivity drops by 34.7%, when emotions override reason. Worse: they build machines to celebrate it (musical cards, animated decorations, Santa robots). It's an engineering heresy. His Christmas project? To collect samples of festive behavior, analyze them, and either correct the bug or eradicate the source of the infection.

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