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Rain lashed against my apartment windows as my thumbs slipped on the screen's condensation, mirroring the blood-slicked cobblestones of Heine. I'd just watched a Brazilian archer's fire arrow ignite our eastern gate – the third failed defense this week. My guild's chat exploded in Portuguese, Korean, and fragmented English. Then it happened: a shimmering blue overlay translated Diego's "Retreatam agora!" into "Fall back now!" milliseconds before the siege tower collapsed. That AI translation did -
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Rain lashed against my apartment window like a thousand tiny daggers, each droplet mirroring the frustration bubbling inside me after another soul-crushing video call where my ideas got torpedoed by corporate jargon. My thumb scrolled mindlessly through app icons – digital ghosts of abandoned productivity tools and forgotten fitness trackers – until a Jolly Roger icon hooked my attention. What followed wasn't just gameplay; it was a mutiny against my own gloom. -
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