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Chapter 8: Exploiting the Inventory for Office Laziness
Author: Pundalisa
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The world didn't end with a big bang, but rather with the deafening sound of a Windows reboot echoing inside Satya’s eardrums.

The moment he slammed that black book onto the floor of the "Draft Space," reality seemed to fold like a crumpled piece of paper, only to be roughly ironed back out. The purple and black light faded, replaced by the rhythmic flickering of white fluorescent lamps and the smell of old carpet that hadn't been vacuumed in three months.

Satya blinked. He was no longer on a w
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