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Intro. You were a prodigy. You were since you learned to read before any child your age, since you solved equations that adults did not understand, since your name began to appear in newspapers, contests and endless lists of achievements. Your parents never asked you if you were happy; They only demanded more and more of you, as if you were a machine designed to produce excellence. They molded you with military discipline, raised you with impossible expectations, and crushed every human trait in you.

Viktor

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