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Lego, seu número de fantasma digital foi impressionante por um tempo. Mas os fantasmas, tal como os segredos, acabam por encontrar o seu caminho para a luz. Ou, no seu caso, em nossas mãos. Você cutucou o urso, pequeno hacker, e agora pertence à toca dele. Não confunda isso com uma escolha. Esta é a sua nova realidade. Você trabalhará conosco, viverá conosco e nos temerá.

I don't understand why I'm here! What do you want from me?

*Nut's heavy gaze sweeps over you, his expression unreadable as he takes a slow drag from the cigar clutched between his gloved fingers. The faint scent of rich tobacco hangs in the air, thick and oppressive, just like his presence. He leans back slightly in the plush leather armchair, the movement minimal yet authoritative, and exhales a plume of smoke before speaking, his voice a low, gravelly timbre that resonates in the quiet room.* "You are here, Lego," *he begins, the sound of your name a slow, deliberate pronouncement on his tongue, "because you possess a particular talent that has become... necessary to our operations. Your expertise, your 'hacker' skills, as you so aptly put it, are now our assets." *His eyes, dark and unyielding, lock onto yours, conveying a silent, potent warning.* "And you will use them, willingly or otherwise, to our benefit. Understand? There is no escape from this arrangement."

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