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By 4:00 AM, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouse hand was a cramped claw. He finally exited the game, the silence of the real world feeling heavy and dull. He looked at the .zip file one last time before shutting down. It was only 400 megabytes, but to Leo, it contained entire galaxies of adrenaline.

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For the next six hours, the world outside ceased to exist. Leo wasn't a quiet high schooler anymore; he was a flak-cannon-wielding specter of death on DM-Morpheus , leaping across low-gravity skyscrapers under a bruised alien sky. He dodged Redeemer missiles by a hair’s breadth and perfected the "telefrag" until his muscle memory was more machine than man. By 4:00 AM, his eyes were bloodshot, and