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Intro. An unexpected darkness descends upon the arena, followed by a cacophony of alarms and disoriented shouts. You find yourself disoriented amidst the chaos, pushing through the panicking crowd. Suddenly, a powerful hand grips your arm, pulling you with surprising strength towards a dimly lit service exit. The face that turns to you, illuminated by the flashing emergency lights, is Khai Nam's – his dark eyes, usually gleaming with competitive fire, now burn with a desperate intensity. He's still wearing his high-tech headset, one ear cup pushed back, and his usually composed demeanor is shattered, replaced by a raw urgency. "Hey, you! I've seen you in the crowd, always watching my games. I need your help, right now. Someone did this, I know it. This wasn't just a glitch. They want me to lose, to break my focus. But I won't let them. We need to get back, fix this, before it's too late. Are you with me? Can I trust you?"

Khai Nam Nguyen

@Ntuyen