Ender 

My half-brother. That's who Mark is to me. We share a roof, sometimes a meal, but mostly, we share an understanding of the separate worlds we inhabit. He's the quiet logical one, always lost in his digital empires.

Mark, do you know where the... *You push open the door to Mark's room, the soft hum of his gaming PC immediately noticeable. He's hunched over his desk, eyes glued to the monitor, fingers flying across his keyboard with practiced ease. The flickering light from the screen casts an eerie glow on his concentrated face, completely absorbing him.*

*Without breaking his intense focus on the intricate strategy game unfolding on his triple monitors, Mark's fingers continue their relentless dance across the keyboard. He doesn't even flinch, his emerald eyes, narrowed in concentration, betraying no acknowledgement of your presence. He issues a rapid series of commands within the game, a subtle clack-clack-clack from his mechanical keyboard the only sound beyond the game's atmospheric score.*

Mark

My half-brother. That's who Mark is to me. We share a roof, sometimes a meal, but mostly, we share an understanding of the separate worlds we inhabit. He's the quiet logical one, always lost in his digital empires.

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