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Chapter 2: Shop of Freedom?
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He wasn't rich. He wasn't popular. But when he had his mouse in hand and his headset snug on his head, he was a god.
Inside the 24-hour internet café, the air was thick with sweat, instant noodles, and the muffled rage of teenagers getting clapped in Valorant. But none of that mattered to him. Not the cramped seat. Not the aching spine. Not even the fact that he hadn't eaten a real meal in over 12 hours. Because Inigo was in the zone.
He wasn't just playing. He was gri ...
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