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            <title>chapter1</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 1 — Contract Value (Rewrite)

The Afterlife didn’t get quieter.

It sharpened.

Noise stayed where it was—

glass, voices, metal against metal—

but anything that mattered carved its own space out of it.

Ace felt it before she saw the bar.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 06:55:47 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>chapter2</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 2 — Vertical Entry (Rewrite)

The tower didn’t try to hide.

It didn’t need to.

Glass and steel climbed straight out of the city—

clean lines, no hesitation—

like everything below it had already been accounted for

and filed away as irrelevant.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 06:57:10 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>chapter3</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 3 — Ownership Drift (Rewrite)

The doors opened before they reached them.

Not early.

Not late.

Exactly when they should have.

Ace didn’t slow.

“That’s wrong,” she said.

She stepped out first.

The hallway didn’t echo.

Didn’t carry.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 06:58:35 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>chapter4</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 4 — Access Collapse (Rewrite)

No one reached for the keycard.

Not immediately.

That mattered.

Because the moment someone did—

something here would decide what that meant.

Ace didn’t move.

Not yet.

Her focus stayed on the figure.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 06:59:57 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>chapter5</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 5 — Controlled Uncertainty (Rewrite)

The system didn’t collapse.

It tried to come back.

That was the problem.

Mai felt it first.

Not in the card—

around it.

The space tightened.

Recalibrating.

The penthouse—still unstable—began to lean.</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 07:01:38 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>chapter6</title>
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            <description>CHAPTER 6 — Residual Ownership (Rewrite)

The system didn’t acknowledge them.

Didn’t adapt.

Didn’t even try.

It kept running.

Not correctly—

but without stopping.

Behind them, the penthouse held its shape—

barely.

Security cycles still triggered—</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 07:03:04 +0000</pubDate>
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            <title>epilogue</title>
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            <description>EPILOGUE — Baseline Noise (Rewrite)

Night City didn’t change.

It never did.

Not for this.

Traffic moved.

Lights shifted.

Voices layered over each other—messy, constant—

alive in a way that didn’t ask questions.

The tower behind them—</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 07:04:17 +0000</pubDate>
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