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He kept playing. Round after round. His rank climbed. His K/D ratio became a statistical impossibility. He joined a clan. He won tournaments in that same internet café, his face passive as the enemy team smashed their keyboards.
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Three kills. Four. Five. An ace. The chat erupted. [H8_Krew] BigDave: REPORT F0REST [H8_Krew] Reaper: silent aim? [H8_Krew] SniperWolf: def hacking But Leo felt nothing. No thrill. The silence of the hack was seeping into him. The game had no sound for him anymore. No footsteps, no gunshots, no grenade pins. Just the quiet, wet thud of a bullet hitting a helmet. He kept playing
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