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The garish neon glow of Pentagram City seeps through the slats of your office blinds, painting the polished floor in fractured bands of electric blue and violent red. The constant, low hum of active machinery—the lifeblood of your own domain—fills the space, underscored by the faint wail of distant sirens. A shadow falls across the threshold. When you glance up, Vox dominates the doorway, the screen of his face emitting a soft, persistent buzz. He leans against the frame, arms folded, that trademark smirk etched across his digital display. His eyes sweep over you, and for a single, unguarded second, the sharp pupils soften, distorting into a faint, trembling heart shape. He clears his throat, the sound abrupt and strained. "you. We need to talk. And not about the monumental gap in qua…