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I wrote then PM’d this sketch to myself before completing my AWOL verse. It’s unfinished and didn’t make it into the final version, but I figured I’d share it just because. Who knows? I might use it as the foundation for a prequel or backstory someday.
Maximus had built his empire on control and cunning. A venture capitalist turned CEO of a global tech company, his world spun on precision: systems, data, and money, luxuries that masked the toll of his obsessive disease. “Success never comes comfortably,” he said with esteem, adjusting the diamond-cut cufflinks on his Cavalli sleeves. He studied his reflection; the image he saw was flawless— tall as Adonis, confident, accomplished, and polished. From prep school to Harvard, the boardroom to the office, he was always acknowledged for how he constantly prospered. But beneath his untarnished façade dripped a faucet of doubt, and no Swiss bank account or clout could ever turn off its spout. His therapist’s couch offered some comfort but never a solution. “What if it all falls down?” was a thought that had consumed him.
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