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Elias began to notice that his hands were no longer his own. When he tried to draw a simple sketch for his niece—a small wooden bird—his fingers refused to move. They would only draw cold, perfect lines of steel and stone. He stopped visiting his family because their faces looked "unstructured" to him. He stopped eating food he couldn't measure, and eventually, he stopped sleeping, terrified that a dream might be asymmetrical.

The change was instant. The next morning, the city was no longer a mess of grey concrete; it was a mathematical symphony. He drafted the "Solstice Tower" in forty-eight hours. It was a marvel of glass that seemed to trap sunlight and hold it long after dusk. By the second year, Elias was a household name. By the fifth, he was a god of industry. devils_work

The devil often offers a way to bypass the struggle and patience required for genuine growth. Elias began to notice that his hands were no longer his own