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The city never sleeps, but tonight, I felt the weight of every restless hour. The pieces had fallen into place, but the picture wasn't clear — not yet. That's the cruel irony of this game: you see the moves but never the whole board.
I stood on the edge, staring into the abyss of choices I'd made, each one cutting deeper than the last. The silence around me was deafening — louder than any gunshot, heavier than any chain.
It all came down to this — one final move. One last secret to unravel.
The man who'd been pulling strings from the shadows appeared — calm, collected, but with fire burning behind his eyes. No words needed. His gaze said everything: trust no one, expect betrayal, survive.
I took a breath and stepped forward, knowing the truth was never simple. The city's heart beat faster as the clock ticked down. In this game of loud silence, the quietest moment could shatter everything.
With every riddle solved, every threat faced, I'd learned the harsh lesson: power isn't given. It's taken — with patience, wit, and a cold heart.
*Power is yielded to those who have the ability and courage, not to those who seek and dream of it.*
---Todemiku Koji---