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just slightly.
Just enough to matter.
“They raised it.”
Like something cultivated.
Guided.
Grown into exactly what they needed.
Not an accident.
Not a breakthrough.
A product.
And I was the one who built it for them.
My eyes open.
And now—
I understand the cost.
Not just of exposing it.
But of existing inside it.
57
Aaron
Location: Secure Analysis Room — Lisbon
Time: Later
The room hasn’t recovered.
It won’t.
Not from that.
Not from what we just learned.
You don’t walk away from realizing the system you’re fighting—
is the one that built you.
And then—
he walks in.
Like he belongs here.
Like this is already his.
The Oversight man.
