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Chapter 62 – The Cost of Uniformity
Author: Bella M
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Morning arrived with order.

Not balance.

Not harmony.

Order.

The kind of order that felt imposed rather than earned.

Mia Chen noticed it the moment she stepped into the control room. The projection wall, which had shown chaotic clusters and interpretive fractures for days, now displayed a clean, unified network structure. Every metric flowed in perfect synchronization. No divergence layers. No competing analytical outputs. Just one consistent, almost mechanical flow of readings.

She stopped in
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